# No, I did NOT lick Glaceon in an inappropriate place ... ! -> by [kemokeryu](https://rentry.org/kemokeryu) <- *** [TOC] ![](https://static1.e621.net/data/4f/b4/4fb454b390ba9ce8020e18b2cc891616.png) ### Issue First Edition (1/18/24) ### Summary Anon desperately needs to sneak into the professor's lab without getting caught, but his Glaceon is making this a mouthful ... ### Tags 554 words, Greentext, M/F, Human Male on Female Anthro (HMOFA), Pokephilia, Glaceon, Male POV, Cunnilingus, Gone Wrong, Caught ### History [First Edition](https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/62646802/#62665133) (1/18/24) ### Notes **Inspired by**: [>>>/trash/62662575](https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/62646802/#62662575) **Written for**: [>>>/trash/62646802 sex with glaceon](https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/62646802) # Story >leaving the house in the dark >have a dark sheet over my head and upper body >looks like something a muslim would wear >hurrying as quick as i can to the local research lab >while trying to avoid anyone seeing me >"hey Anon! is that you under there?" >turn around >see rival >shit! >how does he know???? mmh! >fuck maybe it was my shoes or pants or something >"wheres Glaceon?" >a quiet whimper escapes from under my makeshift hood >i freeze >not just because hes talking about my ice type >"she should battle my Flareon!" >the Flareon by his feet growls excitedly mm-mmh! >shake my sheet head and begin sprinting away >"aww! you can't run from me forever Anon!" >finally get to the research lab >sneak through the back with the professors poorly hidden spare key >lights are off ith gonna be okay >my mumbled words are awkwardly muffled in my disguise >underneath i can feel a shiver and gasp in response >rush to the library >boot up the computer with the literature catalog >dimly illuminates the front bookcases in an artificial glow >old slowpoke piece of shit >loads after a fucking eternity >frantically type on the keyboard >ICE TYPES >GLACEON >POKEMON CARE / HANDLING >INJURIES AND TREATMENTS >without my hands holding the sheet in place it slides off >Glaceon gives a little squeal happy to not be smothered in hiding underneath the uncomfortable fabric >but still writhing as shes firmly attached to my face >she pulls herself up infront of my eyes while moaning nooo Glathy! i cant thee! >"how did you get in here Anon?" >oh fuck >oh fuck fuck FUCK! >even if this was the professors lab >hes the last person i wanted to see here >"did you need help finding a book?" >i stay perfectly still >acting like my paralysis would make me invisible >Glaceon on the other hand is doing the opposite >shes wriggling around on my head and calling out >"is there something wrong?" >i hear the professor approaching uh-uhh! >my only movement this time is to turn away >trying to face the back of my head to where i think he is >not that he isnt getting a good view of Glaceon >pushing herself into my mouth >oh Arceus >please dont start humping me ... ! >"Anon ... " >"look at me" >he speaks assertively but not harshly >after years of obediently following the professors orders and instructions i reflexively comply >before my brain can stop me from my final self incrimination >he flicks on a nearby desk lamp >it shines directly at me >at us >Glaceons paws slip from the top of my head >i reach up and catch her >but now the view is plain for all to see >there i am >open mouthed >saliva dripping over Glaceons pokemon pussy >my tongue frozen inside her >with my inner lip quivering against her clit >our fluids icy >coating each others skin >i wonder what lie the professor would most likely believe >that my Glaceon just happened to decide this angle on my face would be perfect for her to sit as i slept >or that i just wanted to give her a belly rub with my tongue >sort of jokingly treating her like a popsicle! >you know like what flavor would she be? >only problem is i missed >catastrophically