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Unlike Zola, Daniel preferred big, radical differences from his normal body, if he was going to shapeshift. Which was why he was currently fixated on the mirror, taking in the way his body was so much more pink than usual. The clothes he was wearing helped; he’d put on a lavender tank top and pink miniskirt, knowing that Zola was going to want access to a lot of skin today. But still, the complexion looked… weird.
“Daniel? Are you ready?” Zola huffed, twirling her ringlets around her finger. “You were so excited about a lunch date, but at this rate we’ll never leave.”
“Um,” Daniel flushed, candy pink in his cheeks. “I’m ready.” He opened the bathroom door, holding his right elbow in his left hand. “But I was thinking maybe, you’d want to…”
Why was it so hard to say? Zola was staring at him shrewdly, she clearly knew something was up. A predatory smile was spreading her lips already, so Daniel decided to bite the bullet. “Eat in? Er, eat--”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Zola said, right before she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She nipped his bottom lip, but it wasn’t quite hard enough to break the skin, and had him wriggling against her in frustration in seconds.
“Alright, alright,” she laughed at his antics. “We can even sit at the kitchen table. That sound good?”
“Yeah,” Daniel said. He held her hand, grip loose as always, and led her there. Not that she needed someone to guide her to her own kitchen, but he felt like he might buzz out of his skin if he didn’t move. Sugar rush.
He sat in the seat, and pulled Zola into his lap immediately. She gave a surprised little trill of laughter at that, and Daniel wanted to laugh too, but his nerves were still jangling. When she dipped her head for another kiss, he tilted his face away, so she got a mouthful of jaw instead.
Zola wasn’t one to sweat over Daniel’s eagerness, thankfully, so she just went with the flow. Kissing first under his ear, then the bottom of his chin, she slowly made her way down, until her lips were pressed to his jugular. There. He moaned appreciation when she bit down, but it was nothing to the happy squeal she let out when his blood splurted into her mouth.
“Cherry syrup!” She crowed, lapping at the crescent bites she’d left behind. “Oh, this is great. How’d you do it?”
“Secret,” Daniel teased. And then “Jesus,” with two voice cracks, because she’d abruptly dropped off his lap and onto the floor.
It wasn’t a position she was in often, but she still exuded power even on her knees. “Need a bigger artery,” she explained, although Daniel could still feel the sticky syrup dripping down his neck. She latched onto his thigh, and sucked a bright red mark through his skin before she even bothered to bite him.
Cherry squirted everywhere, slicking over Zola’s face in goopy strands and staining her green t-shirt. It hurt, but the ache was duller than usual, taking actual time to climb it’s way up Daniel’s body. His toes were curling, high noises spilling from his throat when she caught syrup on her fingers and licked them clean.
Something devious glinted in Zola’s eyes. She reared up to nuzzle at his stomach, and Daniel’s belly twitched in anticipation of a bite. Instead of giving him what he wanted, she nosed her way down, to where his long, thin cock tented the skirt. “Wonder if you’re sweet here, too?”
Before he could answer she was already pulling away his panties and taking him in her mouth. Oh, Daniel could live in this moment forever.
They continued like that for a while, Zola sucking and then pulling away only long enough to give him another bite. His stomach did get nipped, finally, towards the end. She even let him put his hands in her hair, though of course he still wasn’t allowed to thrust. Finally, finally, he came in her mouth, and it hurt. At first he thought the force of it was just a result of her biting, but then she pulled away, licked her lips, and spoke in a voice too surprised to be joking.
“Tastes like sweetened condensed milk!”
Groaning in embarrassment, Daniel covered his face with both of his hands. Zola took his wrists and pulled them away, a gentle smile on her face as she pressed her full belly against him. He felt empty, a little dizzy from low blood sugar, but she seemed utterly satisfied and it was so much better than a normal meal. Neither of them spoke aloud, but when she kissed the flavor of sweetened condensed milk into his mouth, he heard the I love you loud and clear.