"Do you mind if I just massage your feet first?" you ask Tails, who was still looking a tiny bit nervous, "You look a little stressed out."
"S-sure," Tails replied, smiling in response, calming down a little, "I might need one. I've never really tried this... foot thing b-before,"
Tails grabs a stool nearby from the dimly lighted room and sits down on it, shuffling nervously as you wait. Once Tails felt somewhat comfortable, he extends both his legs to you, giving you a clear view of his slightly damp and smelly socked feet. For a few seconds, you do nothing, sitting, waiting on the cold hard floor for a signal from Tails to start.
"Ar-Aren't you g-gonna start?" Tails said, his eyes dart over to you, curious to how you'll start the massage yet still stuttering a little.
"Sorry Tails," you apologize before grabbing his left foot to begin the massage.
He closed his eyes in response while you started the foot massage. For the first few minutes, you started from the bottom of the foot and pressed your thumbs there before rubbing them in various motions, trying to find the perfect spot where Tails can be satisfied and calm the most.
Before long, you found that sweet spot once Tails mouth formed a huge smile on his face, as if he's mentally begging to keep going.
After a few minutes of Tail's left foot massage, you remove his left foot from your hand and start massaging his right foot next, this time repeating the same process faster. Unsurprisingly, it was easier to find the sweet spot due to it being in the almost exact position as his left foot.
It wasn't long until you started to get bored of massage in the same place so you removed your thumbs from his foot and you bury your nose in-between his toes, taking in the sweaty boy scent that your nostrils were taking. Noticing the sudden change of treatment his feet were getting, Tails re-opened his eyes and to his amazement, saw you massaging his toes with your nose. Looking at the way you massaged his foot, Tails couldn't help but chuckle a bit. It wasn't everyday he saw a guy worship his foot like that.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Tails asked with a huge grin on his face, "No wonder why Sonic likes you! It's a little funny."
You nod, blushing from the embarrassment of Tails statement as the yellow fox continued to rub his dirty socked feet on your face, before finally making sure to get your nose right in-between his first and second toes.
Within a few more pleasurable minutes, Tails removes his feet from your face, allowing you to take a breath of fresh air. Well, the smell of oil and spare metallic parts around his (presumingly) workshop smells fresh to you.
"So, what do you want to do now?" Tails asks, offering you another foot-related activity, finally eased in your weird fetish.
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