Tails decided he needed to do this. A short while ago, while trying to thwart Eggman’s animal-kidnapping scheme, he and Sonic stumbled upon a collection of odd, floating planetoids, which’d turn out to be the battleground for their battle with the Deadly Six, a group of Zeti that, though once controlled by Eggman, have now rebelled against him and are threatening to suck the life from their world. Tails decided that it might be best for them to deal with multiple of the Zeti at a time, so while Sonic dealt with Zik, Tails decided he’d separate towards the Frozen Factory, which, he’s led to believe, houses the Zeena.
	He considered himself lucky for his thick fur. Despite being coated in it, the cold of the Frozen Factory nipped at him. The whole place was coated in snow, a few thick pockets of the white stuff making movement a little tricky. This unpleasant weather only convinced him to finish up this mission as fast as possible! So, he kept moving and moving, hoping to encounter that Zeti ASAP! Meanwhile, the Zeti were able to look at their respective environments through the badnicks they’d procured. This included Zeena.
	Zeena was the sole lady of the group, and wore tight, black, rubber pants that clung tightly to her legs and clung to her dinner-plate sized buttocks. It wasn’t often shown thanks to her tight shirt draping around her like a skirt, but the pants gave her a slight camel toe. She also had a nice, long, green tail capable of snatching up someone behind her. She also bore fancy pink nails, green hair that goes down to her knees while also covering one of her eyes, and she bore a striped horn and thick lips.
	She sat on a snowman she’d rolled up while watching her camera feed project onto an ice wall. She alternated her attention on the ice wall and the nails she was filing. She had it set on an alternating mode so that it’d automatically cycle between which badnick it was looking through. She didn’t really care to look too deeply into it, simply because she had something more important to tend to: specifically her nails. After all, it’s not like any of those losers are gonna get here any time soon. At least, that’s what she thought.
	While filing, she glanced at the ice wall from the corner of her eye. And in that moment, she saw a random orange blur that didn’t match with the pure white snow at all. Her eyes widened at that, and she pocketed her file. She then went for the controls and manually switched views, until she saw that orange blur. And now, she was starting to get a better read on the invader. It was Sonic’s puny friend, that Tails brat! She had him pegged as the kind of boy that’d follow Sonic on a leash, what was he doing so far away from his blue friend? 
	Yet still, that fox was somehow beating those badnicks, much to Zeena’s annoyance. Was she going to have to actually raise a hand against some foe? What a pain. As she watched, she noticed him clear a sector of badnicks, about as fast as that blue blunder. After that, however, she noticed him seem to stop. In fact, he was… shivering. Zeena rose a brow as she watched him clutch at his form to try and conserve body heat, and his face showed discomfort. He looked vulnerable… helpless… cute…
	Zeena felt a light smirk dress her face as she watched Tails wriggle in place at the cold. And then, he laid on one of those badnicks, apparently trying to use what’s left of its engine heat himself up. And there, he lied on it and curled up into a ball, his tail curling around him too. She felt a slight tug at her heart seeing that. He looked so painfully cute. And as she watched, she felt more and more invested in the idea of getting her hands on him and forcing that boy to wriggle about.
	“This might not be such a bummer after all,” Zeena decided. She stood and stretched her back a little. “You better make this worthwhile for me, kid.”
	…
	Tails got what he needed from the badnicks, enough artificial heat to last himself. Soon, he arrived at what he projected to be the quarters of that Zeti. Zeena should be located somewhere around here, and should be set up to be beaten. Tails would just have to find out how to defeat her. He began searching, when he found, of all things, a giant snowman in front of him. He looked on curiously, before glancing up to the top. There, he saw her… Zeena was sitting on the blue cap of the snowman, and he looked down at the fox, a smirk on her face for some reason.
	Tails glared at the Zeti, trying to look tough.
	“You’re far from that hero boy,” she said. “Need somebody to lead you home~?” Tails glared at her.
	“I know I may not look it, but I can take care of myself!” Tails declared. “I got through these badnicks after all!” Zeena snickered.
	“It’s funny,” she teased. “Even that blue guy, the best thing he can do is run away. What do you think you can do?”
	“Stop comparing me to him!” Tails huffed. “Get down here and put up your dukes!” Zeena let out a light laugh. 
	“Oh-ho! A feisty little canine, eh?” she teased. “I could just carry you around in my purse~” Tails seemed to growl at her, before she stood up. “But I suppose you’re not gonna be a good boy, are you?” She then lifted one of her shapely legs, before flipping off of the hat, flipping through the air before landing upon the snowy floor. “Then I’ll just teach you some manners!” Tails’ fists were raised, and he got into a low stance, before dashing towards Zeena.
	Once he got close, he suddenly leapt up, curling into a ball and flinging himself at the Zeti via a homing attack. Unfortunately, Zeena saw that move more than enough. She pivoted around, her hand lightly gliding along one of her thighs as she aimed. And then, once Tails was close enough, she swung her hips back, slamming them into the fox ball, successfully repelling him and causing him to leave a fox-shaped dent in the snowy floor. The fox got up, his head swimming with dizziness, before he shook off the confusion. 
	Tails glanced over at Zeena, who’d still let her rump stick out, it pointed right at Tails. She grinned at him and shook her butt a little to taunt him. Tails grit his teeth and stood back up. Then, he dashed in close, but stopped a few feet from her. He’d have to be more careful about attacking her, else she’ll beat him away again. He started to circle around her, her turning to face him. 
	“C’mon, big boy, hit me with your best shot!” she goaded. 
	“I know what you’re trying to do,” Tails said. “Don’t think you can trick me again!” Zeena shrugged.
	“Keep talking like that, and I’ll have to pound you, kid,” she said. 
	“Oh I’d love to see what someone like you can do,” Tails said. Zeena grinned. 
	“You asked for this~” And then, faster than Tails could realize, Zeena zoomed up inches away from Tails. As she dashed, she was bent down, her boobs level with his chest. Once she was in front of him, she suddenly swung her breasts up, practically uppercutting Miles and knocking him off balance! He fell onto his back, dazed by the blow and feeling really embarrassed about the attack. While he was down, Zeena looked over his poor body, laughing. What a piece of cake.
	While he was dazed, she began to roll up a snowball. Then, she rolled it more, and more, and more. She was rolling the ball into something the size of a car, typically used for her snowmen, though she had a more important job for them right now. More and more, she rolled it, and soon had it up to what she felt was an acceptable size. And then, she began lining it up with the fox, who was now beginning to sit up.
	“Uugh…” he groaned, rubbing his head. He began scanning around for his foe, only to see white lands. White, white, white… It’s undoubtable that this was the same place, but there was no Zeena. Eventually, his eyes settled on… a giant snowball? He looked over at it curiously, trying to get a read on the origins to this thing. Unfortunately, it’s too late. Zeena had oriented herself just right, making sure her hips were lined up with that fox. Then, with a whip of her hips, the ball began rolling.
	Unfortunately, Tails was too slow to react. Suddenly, he was overtaken by it, his upperhalf sinking into the ball as it rolls. His legs are flailing about on the outside of the ball, flailing as the ball continues rolling, before starting to pull him deeper into the mound. And eventually, the fox was completely sealed up in the ball, and if he thought it was cold before, he didn’t experience anything yet. It was practically sub zero! Tails was shivering and chattering as he was overwhelmed by the shocking temperature! It was too much! He couldn’t… handle it…
	…
	Zeena didn’t seem to notice. She began rolling the ball elsewhere, towards a more… cozy hideout. She rolled it along the field and towards a wall, where she was allowed to open a door into a factory under the snow. There, she the whole snowball, it bigger than her even, was settled in place. And already, it was beginning to melt. But she needed to tend to that fox fast, she decided. So, she began to dig through the ball, there being an awful lot of snow to dig through. She began to curse herself.
	Eventually, she finally felt the fur of her subject. With a smirk, she wrapped around him, and yanked him out. There, she held her fox in her arms, and could feel how cold his fur was. Maybe she went a little too far with him. She shrugged and rolled her eyes, before beginning to walk deeper into the factory. 
	Deeper inside, there was a little room she dedicated to sleeping in. A lavish, queen-sized bed laid in it with a cabinet beside them. And in each corner was a velvet chair, each with a footrest before them. The room also held a velvet rug under the bed, and the smell of lavender with wafting around the place. She stepped towards one of the chairs, where she sat the sleeping Tails on. And while he was seated, she went over to one of the cabinets to pull out a bag, it containing a little something for her playtime. But first…
	Touching his shoulder revealed he was still awfully cold. May as well help him with that. So, she sat on his lap, and leaned against him, ensuring her body heat would smother him as she wrapped an arm around his back. The way she was seated, she was more than able to press his face into her breasts. So, of course, she made sure she was leaning his cheek against one of them, while she rubbed her butt on top of his lap to make sure she was nice and settled.
	Soon, she felt Tails shudder beneath her. And, his eyelids began to flutter awake, just in time to see Zeena looming over him. And at that, Tails’ eyes shot open and he immediately tried to retreat from her, though her butt made sure he was going nowhere. And once he realized he was pinned down, he began to register the rest of the details of the place around him, including the fact that this was some kind of bedroom.
	“Z-Z-Zeena!” Tails declared, still shivering. “Wh-where am I?!” Zeena couldn’t help but chuckle. Despite how vulnerable he was, despite how she was clearly beating him just by sitting on him, he still tried to look tough. She rolled her eyes playfully.
	“Hey genius!” she teased. “You passed out from the cold. I got you outta that weather, and now I’m thawing you out. You should be a lot more thankful than that.”
	“Thankful?!” Tails shouted. “You kidnapped me!” Zeena shrugged.
	“Call it what you wish. Point is, you’re going nowhere~” And at that, the Zeti began to open the bag she grabbed earlier. Tails looked at it worriedly. What kind of instruments of torture could it have?! The bag opened, and revealed… several tubes of lipstick? She pulled one out stylishly, clasping it between her index and middle finger as she held it before Tails. It bore a black tube, like most of the tubes in there, but, on the butt of it, bore an orange color, akin to Zeena’s natural lip color, or at least the color Tails always saw on her mouth.
	“This is one of my favorites,” she said, popping the tube open with a flick of her thumb.  She spun the base of it, extending the orange stick, before applying a fresh coat on her lips. She puckered up, before releasing her lips with a “Mwah”. She turned towards Miles with a playful smirk on her face, the fox feeling fear dredge up in his system.
	“Wh-what the heck are you planning?” Tails asked.
	“Just gonna help you out of your cold spell,” Zeena said. “I’m gonna bring the burn to those cheeks of yours~” With that, she gently held Tails’ face, her palm on his chin and her fingers curling around his cheeks as he fearfully wriggled underneath her. 
	“Y-you better not try anything funny!” Tails shouted. “I swear, I-I’ll… I’ll fight back I will!”
	“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, kid,” Zeena teased. “But first~…” Zeena began to lean in, her lips puckering up while Tails shook in her grip. Despite how delicate the Zeti’s hold was, it made sure his face was angled just the way Zeena wanted it. Zeena kept on approaching, her closing her eyes on the assault as she puckered up. Tails, meanwhile, looked on with worry as those invasive lips neared his poor face. And then, they smacked upon his cheek!
	“Ah!” Tails yelped out, wriggling lightly under his assailant’s butt. Zeena held the smooch, a loud, suctioning noise resounding out as she kept up her hold. She then began to pull back, before popping her lips off of Tails, and it was only then that he opened up his eyes, his cheeks burning up while a bright orange kiss mark was on his cheek.
	“Perfect shade~” Zeena cooed. “You look like you need a little more dressing though~” With that, she took Tails’ face again, the young fox writhing beneath her again.
	“Please no!” Tails shouted. He twisted and turned his head, trying to fight her grip. But she was too strong. She craned up the other way, exposing his other cheek! With that, she leaned in, and planted her lips on there too, leaving a noisy smooch while the boy struggled below her. With that smack, she leaned back, her lips popping off of his cheek while sticking like a plunger for a brief moment. And now, Tails bore symmetrical kiss marks on either cheek, though red still dotted either of them.
	“Z-Zeena… this is so weird…” Tails said. “Can’t you just beat me up like a normal bad guy?”
	“You should feel grateful that someone as gorgeous as me is doting on you!” Zeena said indignantly. “You know, just for that I’m gonna cover the rest of your mug!”
	“No wait!” Tails pleaded. But Zeena was already leaning in, coming between his eyes and planting a wet one right there. She backed up, licking her lips as she loomed over him. But then, her eyes widened when she realized her kiss mark blended in. She then glowered at the fox.
	“Ugh, my signature style’s blending in to your fur!” she declared while Tails looked up at her worryingly. She reached into her bag, before pulling out a small rag, which she ran over her lips to get rid of the current layer of lipstick. And then, she began searching her bag. “Pick a color, kid. That’s what you’re going to be wearing for a while.”
	“None of them!” Tails shouted. He kept on shaking and bucking, trying desperately to kick Zeena off.
	“Just for that, we’re gonna go through each of them!” Zeena said with a predatory gaze. 
	“No not that!” Tails shouted, kicking his legs underneath her. Zeena seemed to laugh and leaned back on top of Tails, where she fished around her bag for a tube. She pulls one out, before popping the lid off with just a thumb, revealing a blueberry blue pillar of thick lipstick within. She brings it to her face, and runs it over her lips, painting them a rich shade of blue. She smacked her lips, really enjoying both the application and the taste of her new makeup.
	“Oh, you have no way outta this, buddy!” Zeena said. Tails was still wriggling, and was very visibly flustered. This was not assuaged as when Zeena wrapped her arms around the back of the fox’s head. She pulled his squealing face towards her, and planted her blue smacker in between his eyes. And then wicked smooching noise again rang through his ears before she popped her lips off, leaving a rich blue mark, an almost perfect recreation of her lips upon him. Zeena smiled proudly while Tails was blushing a storm.
	“U-ugh… Please stop…” Tails pleaded. “This stuff should be relatively easy to clean out for now, but if I take much more…” Zeena giggled and shook her head.
	“Oh-ho no, buddy~” Zeena said. “I’m playing for keeps. I leave my mark on you? You’ll wear it proudly, like a cute little branded calf!” Hearing that, Tails’ pupils shrunk and he let out a nervous gulp. 
	“N-now we can’t go that far…” he said. “Y-you can’t do this to me!”
	“Oh, I can do a lot of things to you, bud!” Zeena denied. “At the rate your going, you should consider yourself lucky I’m only targeting your face!” Hearing that, Tails felt his heart drop to his stomach for a moment. She’d actually consider getting this stuff elsewhere on his body? “Yeah that’s right. You’re gonna behave, right? Or do I need to smooch that butt of yours black and blue?” Tails shivered at that, and shook his head.
	“I-I’ll behave, miss…” he muttered nervously.
	“Good~” Zeena cooed. She then leaned towards one of Tails’ ears. “Don’t worry your little head, bud. Stop fretting… I know you’ll enjoy it~” She punctuated her statement with a smooch to the tip of Tails’ ear, eliciting another shiver through Miles’ body. He shuddered and shut his eyes, thinking that could somehow free him from the embarrassing attack shoved onto him.
	“Now get ready, we’ve got a lot of colors to go through,” Zeena said. “Good thing you weren’t busy anyways~” Zeena wiped her lipstick again, drying her lips, before starting to search her bag again. And soon, she’d pull forth a tube of green lipstick. She made a familiar motion, exposing this pillar of lipstick, before coating her lips green. “You better think of what you want those lips to be, boy. Don’t worry, I’ll save them for last~ Though, only if you behave.”
	“Nnng…” Tails muttered weakly, feeling helpless beneath her. Fortunately, he wouldn’t have to make much noise for now. Zeena was more than happy to pound that face with her lips, that powerful sucking noise ringing out before they pop off. And she’d predictably leave yet another mark upon him. He didn’t even bother begging her to stop after she threatened him. He just lied there and took more smooches to the face, a pause only coming whenever she swapped colors. From green to pink. From pink to bright yellow. From bright yellow to black. Over and over the wicked Zeti would change her assault, leaning in to smother another part of his face and paint him more and more like the cutest canvas she could paint on. She’d even frequently lean into Miles to smooch parts of his face further away, and in the process pressed her soft breasts against his chest. Tails’ face was soon rendered a mess equitable to a tie dye shirt. And the fox, meanwhile, was twitching with a burning sensation coursing through him, and by now Zeena was wearing white lipstick.
	“Mmm~ I can hardly tell you were an orange little fox before,” Zeena cooed. Tails felt too dazed to even argue with her. His lips quivered and his cheeks burned, not that anyone could tell under the thick layers of lipstick. His whole body was shaking, him barely unable to contain the fire Zeena’d stoked inside him. The zeti smirked and stroked his untouched chest. “Hm… You feel nice and warm… but you’re still shaking like a leaf… Heh heh, guess I should’ve pegged you as the lightweight type~” She gave a few teasing rubs on top of Tails’ lap with her butt, which only seemed to double his shivers.
	“Hnnng!” Tails grunted, shutting his eyes defensively. He felt her tight, tights-covered backside grinding on him. They were so thin, he could swear he felt her large yet firm booty rubbing on his weakspot. He grit his teeth as the cruel zeti rubbed on him, before she mercifully stopped, allowing the genius a moment of reprieve so that he could untense and laud in deep breaths. She stopped before anything really embarrassing could’ve happened.
	“Heh heh, I’m only playing~” Zeena teased, playfully poking Tails’ chest. “Though perk up and get serious. Cause now those lips are mine.” She emphasized by wrapping her fingers around his cheeks to crane him up towards her, peering down at his untouched lips. “I hope you set aside some time to think about what color you want on there… unless you were too distracted by more gorgeous hot bod~” Tails soon got in mind just enough to look at her curiously. Apparently her smoochy assault had filled his mind so much, the answer to her question was the furthest thing away.
	“I-I don’t… I don’t… N-nothing…” Tails pleaded. “Please, there’s too much already…” Zeena smiled, and let out a few tsks as she settled in place on top of him.
	“I thought I told you to cut that out,” Zeena said. “Remember, I was being nice in not going below your neck. You couldn’t imagine what these lips could really do.” As she spoke, she leaned in close, working his face into the crook of Miles’ neck, where he could feel her breath tickle him. This made him struggle about even harder. “Now, you’ll say ‘Please tattoo my lips, Ms. Zeena.’”  She spoke that with definite authority, as if daring Tails to say otherwise. 
	He paused, weary about what he could possibly say. He didn’t want to dare give her the satisfaction of getting his permission or whatever, but he knew even that wouldn’t stop her. No, his only chance was to get out from under her. But she was so heavy… He needed to find some spot to push just right to save himself. If she could just shift her weight a little more…
	“Come on, Tails~ I can’t just linger near your neck this long and not indulge myself~” she teased. “It’s taking all my strength to not clamp down on you.” Tails, meanwhile, tried to shift his hips around to try and find an area where she lifted her weight. If he could just focus a push on an area like that… Bingo! Zeena started to lean forwards, planting her lips on his neck! However, that meant that the area away from Tails’ lap was without support! So, he kicked up his legs to knock her off balance!
	“Woah-WOAH!” Zeena shouted as she tumbled off of his lap. Seeing her fallen over, Tails decided now was his chance! He quickly leapt out of the chair, and tried to run away. Zeena, meanwhile, was stunned for a split second before she hoisted herself up and glared over at the fleeing fox. She quickly snapped up to her feet, before getting into a low running stance. “Do you really think you can escape me on my home turf!?” She then sprinted after him.
	Tails, meanwhile, kept fleeing, darting out of the room and trying to rush down the many hallways. He had no idea where he was, but he didn’t care. He’d sprint down a hundred hallways if it meant getting away from this wicked zeti! He’d glance over his shoulder to try and make sure Zeena wasn’t close to him. He had no idea how fast she were, she could be anywhere! Tails shouldn’t worry about that, he needs to make sure he’s focused on getting out of here! Run run run, as fast as he can, he’ll surely reach somewhere…
	He rounded a corner, and in a split second spied a green and black figure. He opted against focusing on the finer details of it, not interested in trying to figure out if he was seeing her right. Instead, he dug his heels into the ground to hopefully pivot, skidding a little, where he tried to use his momentum to turn himself around. He tried to run the other way, but his little pause lost him some very necessary ground! Next thing he knew, she javelin-lunged at him, slamming into his side and sending him tumbling over the ground. Next thing the fox knew, he was left lying down, his face squished between her thighs. Zeena was laying under him, his tail end pointed towards the upper part of her body while she squeezed him between her legs.
	“Quite the bold move, if not stupid!” Zeena chastised. “I told you what would happen if you didn’t behave!” Tails kept on wriggling about, trying to pull his head out from her thighs. He’d even resorted to planting his feet on her legs to try and act as a counterbalance to help him squeeze out. However, she held steadfast, refusing to release him. And then, he felt her fingers wrap around his legs, before they pulled him, and by extension the rest of his lower half, towards her face. Her thighs made sure his head was going nowhere, so his rear was the only thing up near Zeena.
	Tails shook and quivered and kept on trying to wriggle his head out from her grip. He even tried to whip his tails behind him to disorient Zeena! Though she seemed to shrug off each whip, and seemed intent on getting underneath those tails. 
	“It’s a good thing I brought my makeup with me, cause you’re going nowhere for a while now!” Zeena teased. He felt her fit his legs under her arms… and felt her hands caress his buttocks. That ushered forth a surprised yelp and even more struggling on his part. 
	“D-don’t touch there!” Tails demanded. He kept trying to shake his lower half out of her grip, but her fingers would never leave his rear. She simply massaged and kneaded his glutes. And despite his distress, he could already feel that familiar, embarrassing feeling coursing between his legs.
	“You’ve lost the right to permission a while ago, kid,” Zeena said. Tails then heard her threateningly smack her lips. “You’re mine~” She then leaned forwards…
	“Agh!” Tails shouted upon feeling her lips. He kicked his legs around wildly as she left a white mark upon him. Then another. And another. She’d only give pause to clean her lips, before switching colors to paint his rump with another mark. Over and over she kissed, and more and more Miles would squeal, feeling oh so violated at her wicked assault. And yet, again, in spit of his discomfort, he was getting hard. Which Zeena unfortunately seemed more than proud of.
	“Don’t think I forgot about this bad boy~” she cooed, bringing down a hand to softly poke his shaft. This made another shudder course through him. And yet he throbbed at her lewd touches. 
	“Y-you wouldn’t-!” Tails shouted, both in disbelief and in search of some mercy. But there wasn’t any to be found, for the leaned forth, and peppered his shaft with rapid fire kisses, interrupting him and forcing him to scream out in both shock and pleasure. She didn’t even bother changing her now turquoise lipstick, seeming content with rendering his dick a single color. She’d shift it about to assault it from a different angle, coating the bottom, the sides, then the upper side. She’d even gotten around to painting his balls!
	Tails was shuddering, panting, and blushing. He felt dirty and used, and really sticky. But worst, he felt like he couldn’t stave off the growing pressure. And he feared that deep down, Zeena knew that too. He was positive that wicked foe was going in for the kill, even if she’d be in the splash zone. And there was one part of him down there that was the original color. Not while Zeena was on the prowl, though. She’d angled the tip towards her, and he could feel her smiling down at it.
	“Z-Zeena…” Tails muttered. “I-I think I’m… I think I’m…” Tails shuddered. He had no other fight against her. Her legs made sure he couldn’t escape, her arms held his legs still, his fate was entirely in her hands. All he could do was hope that she’d worry about a mess getting all over her. And then, he sighed upon feeling the grip on him loosen. Seemed like he was right…
	Except, he was suddenly flipped around, his body instead facing the ceiling. His eyes widened when he realized he wasn’t going anywhere. His head was still stuck between her thighs, and his legs were again wrapped under her arms. And she was still gently tapping his dick and making sure he was in the right position. She leaned in, and he could feel her breath beat against his nether regions. And then, after all the teasing, after the layers upon layers of makeup caking his butt, she delivered one final smooch to the tip.
	“A-AH! AHHHHHH!” Tails shouted as the pleasure overwhelmed him. Zeena pulled away in time and released his dick, only for him to instead blow his load over his torso. It seemed she’d altered his angle just so that he’d end up making a mess over himself instead of her. All her teasing coaxed out enough from him for him to end up pelting everything between his crotch and his chest. He’d swear he could feel a few beads against his chin too. After that intense orgasm, he went limp, only able to twitch within her grip now. And all the while, she gave a palpable, cruel grin. 
	She lessened her grip on him, pulled him out of her thighs, and sat him up on her lap, Tails still panting for fresh air.
	“Man, it’ll take forever to get this junk out of your fur!” Zeena laughed. “Thanks for the warning, bud~” Tails couldn’t even look at her with venom. He was too far gone. His fight was gone, and his body was only at her whim. He couldn’t lift a muscle! “You know… I’ve settled on a color for your lips. What better than the classic Zeena!” With that, she wiped her lips again, before bringing up her familiar, orange tube of lipstick, that can just as easily be described as Zeena’s Shade. She spread them over her own lips, before smacking them, taking in the thick layer of lipstick.
	And then, she rearranged Tails, seating him on her lap and having him face her. She cupped the back of his head, and leaned the dazed boy forwards, a familiar hungry look on her face. She used a thumb to keep him nice and angled, before she leaned forwards, puckering up her thick, orange lips…
	Tails rolled his eyes as her lips crashed upon his, a loud, noisy smooch ringing out as she sucked on him. He felt her arms quivering, showing that she was fighting off every urge to pull him in for the deepest smooch possible. Three guesses why, and the answer rhymes with “rum”. She moved and angled her head all over his lips, making sure to cover every angle of them in her thick shade. It was as if she were writing her own signature on him, or rather a brand. Tails could swear that the intense smooch went on for hours, when it was only over 10 seconds. Still, the powerful smooch was torturous on his lips.
	Eventually, she popped off of him, and examined her work. His face was barely recognizable as the Miles “Tails” Prower, instead resembling a canvas of a hodge podge of colors, seemingly picked at random, save for his very orange, formerly white tufts of fur around his cheeks and lips. His hindquarters were similarly haphazardly colored, him practically wearing a tie dye collage of lips as a pair of short shorts. Meanwhile, his torso was still slick with his own excitement. Needless to say, he was a mess, save for a well rounded kiss mark right on his lips. Zeena couldn’t be prouder of her work.
	“Enjoy your stay, kid~”