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#AND THEY JUST KEEP COMING KSDJFNLDS
fismoll7secinv · 2 years
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What if Guillermo died or was dying and they had to turn him immediately, but it was not Nandor’s homeland unfortunately so they can’t share the ancestors soil. Later on they are preparing for slumber and Nandor is all sad that they can’t cuddle together, so Guillermo asks if they can just mix the soil and see how it goes. They decide to try it out, Nandor prepares it and is adamant that Guillermo doesn’t bother. Finally, they lie down together, Nandor on his back out of habit and Guillermo snuggled to his side and partly lying on him, both cuddled and warm in a tangled mess of their limbs. Some soft talk ensues until Guillermo falls asleep with a blissful smile on his face, tired after all recent events and his awakening as a vampire, which he awaited for so long.
A moment passes before Nandor opens his eyes and looks softly at Guillermo, then his gaze briefly shifts to a small bag lying somewhere to the side, hidden behind a piece of furniture and emitting a smell of soil. Only Guillermo’s soil was put under them and it was making Nandor feel completely awake.
But it is fine.
He looks back at Guillermo sleeping in his arms, and one of his hands moves to the chubby cheek, cupping it for a moment before his finger puts a strand of dark hair behind Guillermo’s ear. And so he lies with his beloved in his embrace, one hand caressing the smaller man’s back while the other softly plays with his hair then gently touches his nose and mouth and soft skin. It is going to be a long night for Nandor, but a night which he wouldn’t want to miss even a second of.
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