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It was just supposed to be another simple night out on the town with the 3 vampires and Colin who decided to tag along. Nothing too crazy, maybe eat a few fuckers, drain them of their blood and party for the night. It was a solid plan in their minds, though really any plan with more than one step seemed solid to the three of them. Everything had been going fine until one of them- not naming names but it was probably Nandor had bitten into someone who had a very high alcohol content and insisted the other two try it. And with a bit of urging and whining from Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja eventually gave in. So once again a drunk man made the 3 vampires very inebriated and very inebriated vampires always lead to very bad decisions. Which is how Guilermo ended up with 3 very sick vampires crashed out in the fancy room and Colin Robison chuckling at the trio’s misery.
It should have been fine with the 3 of them sleeping off their drunken stupor - but when 3 idiots went out and did something it usually did not end up fine and dandy. Especially when a drunk person’s blood got into the mix. It should come to no surprise that when a vampire drinks a person's blood they usually for a period of time get all affects the person was under, positive or negative. This known vampire knowledge should make a smart vampire be always aware of whose blood they were consuming but - that was clearly not the case. The result being 3 very very sick vampires collapsed in the fancy room sleeping way later than they should be. The fact they were sleeping well last 10 pm should’ve alerted Guillermo alone but the familiar wasn’t exactly bothered being aware of their late night activities.
Guillermo was already doing his usual daily tasks around the home - which was a lot of sweeping, dusting, cleaning, and disposal of any old bodies when he heard a very loud sneeze. It was extremely unusual to hear any normal bodily functions coming from the vampires. They really shouldn’t be able to do that but god works in mysterious ways. Guillermo very concerned by the noise dropped his duster and ran down the stoats to where the sound originated from staring a bit horrified at the sight of three very sick vampires. Really he shouldn’t have been with seeing much more horrifying things in the past 10 years of his life but he was a funny man.
Guillermo stared at the three of them just taking a moment to collect himself and fully process the fact he had three very sick vampires laying in front of him. Of course he was worried about Laszlo and Nadja but something just seemed to make him more concerned for Nandor. Laszlo and Nadja had their fair share of fuck ups with drinking a drink persons blood but Nandor usually had it the worst. Really he had somehow wound up drinking someone’s blood while they were having an allergy attack and would up with hives for the next few hours. It was certainly a comical visual - but not entirely for Guillermo who was at the time extremely concerned if a vampire could possibly die by an allergy attack that wasn’t exactly theirs.
Deciding it was best to let Nadja and Laszlo be undisturbed he set about the task of hauling Nandor’s ass back to his room. Hooking his arms under the half conscious vampire’s arms he began to drag groaning at the sheer amount of work it would be to carry him.
“…Guillermo…? Is that you..?” Nandor asked his voice much more rough than it usually was even in the morning. It rumbled lower just reaching a pitch that Guillermo could only describe as guttural.
“Y-yes master it’s me..” He replied quietly, almost a bit too quietly that Nandor's head shot up to look properly at who exactly was trying to haul his ass back to bed. Their eyes met only one’s seeming to have conscious thought behind their eyes as they stared. A loud sound snapped the two out of their stupid lovers gaze and made Guillermo nearly drop Nandor onto the rugs below. The sneeze rang out between the whole house sounding more painful than anything. Getting his focus back he ,with a lot of effort, had gotten Nandor back to his coffin with much trouble.
Hauling the vampire back to his coffin didn’t even seem to be the most difficult part with Nandor practically clinging onto Guillermo as he tried to deposit him into his coffin. The vampire just complained and complained albeit most of it was tired grumbles incomprensible to Guillermo. Giving another attempt to shove Nandor in his coffin Guillermo was met with a very vocal cry against it.
“If you leave me here Guillermo ! They will snatch my semen… again! They’ll steal it and it will be everywhere..” Nandor practically wailed clutching onto Guillermo. As much as the familiar wanted to throw the vampire into the coffin he reasoned one, that he probably couldn’t shake off Nandor without hurting himself, and two, he simply didn’t want to. Something about Nandor clinging to him made a warm feeling spread throughout his chest.
“They won’t steal your semen master…” He muttered out a bit exasperated from how hard Nandor was clinging onto him and pushing his face in the crook of his neck. Guillermo once again tried to pry Nandor off him with no avail while the vampire flailed about clawing at his back while sobbing about his semen being stolen. The two struggled with Guillermo barely able to stay standing upright while Nandor put all of his weight on him. The two ended up practically tumbling into Nandor’s coffin with Guillermo pinned down by a very delirious vampire and very sick vampire.
Guillermo quietly groaned, a mix of exasperation and tiredness as he knew what was happening. Nandor always became clingy like this whenever he fell drunk or ill. The familiar didn’t move as he just pressed the bridge of his nose against his soft neck still mumbling worriedly about things that didn’t even seem like things needing to be worried about. He could try and sit up and leave but something didn’t exactly feel right about leaving Nandor in this state. He let the vampire do what he pleased as his cold hands began to wander about the soft fabric of his sweater.
There was just something so oddly pathetic about seeing Nandor sniffling and coughing like any human. He was succumbing to the same things that should really be above him and that idea alone seemed to scratch an itch Guillermo wasn’t even aware he had. He was shaken out of his thoughts as Nandor’s rough voice cut through his muddled thoughts.
“Don’t leave… Guillermo…” Nandor slurred out quietly as he continued to press his nose and mouth against him as he tried several times to pull away while Nandor’s quiet voice kept him from truly trying to get away. The strange rumble and weak state of Nandor truly made Guillermo just sit and stay besides the vampire. Taking a moment he just held Nandor’s face carefully in his hands watching the slight shiver wrack through him from the cold. In some ways it made him melt and with a strange sort of feeling pooling in his gut.
With a quiet sigh Guillermo gently pressed a kiss to his lips, his hands slowly running down to Nandor’s waist and pulling him closer. Nandor couldn't even hide the slight sounds he made as Guillermo led the kiss, his hands slightly trembling as they wrapped around his neck. There was just always something nice to each of their kisses, each one feeling somehow more sweeter and sweeter with a hint of desperation and aching.
Pulling back for a moment Nandor gazed up at Guillermo, a quiet whine slipping from as he slightly sniffled and begged Guillermo for more. Normally, Nandor wasn’t one to beg for things. He was more the type to demand for what he wanted very loudly until Guillermo, or someone else tended to what he wanted. However, today was different. Very different in fact with Nandor being sick and all. The quiet whines rang in Guillermo’s ears and he indulged in what the mess of a vampire in his arms needed, peppering more kisses across his face and neck.
Hands traveled down to Nandor’s waist as the two clumsily tried to work off each other's clothes. Shedding all of Nandor’s layers took a chunk of time, plus a bit of rearranging in the coffin so that they could both somewhat lay down comfortably. Nandor had felt like it had been forever since their last little escapade and that only amplified his want for Guillermo more eagerly taking his half-hardened cock in his hand. He pressed more desperate kisses to Guillermo’s lips, his absolute need for his familiar drowning out the exhaustion of the sickness. He hadn’t exactly bothered on lube, not really rational enough to even remember that it would probably benefit them both more. He had spit into his hands and kept stroking him watching the rise and fall of Guillermo’s chest grow faster and faster.
Guillermo was not exactly shy in bed with his noises and that was something that Nandor adored. He loved drawing every sound he could from Guillermo, just desperate to hear and do more. Quietly he asked if they could keep going, a few sniffs and coughs escaping him as he crawled back up on Guillermo’s chest, his hands running up and down the other’s sides. Nandor’s hands were always cold but today they just seemed to spread chills throughout Guillermo’s body adding a bit more sensitivity towards everything than usual.
Guillermo watched as Nandor shivered and moved back up to a sitting position carefully reaching back and mumbling to let him prepare the other right. His fingers deftly working open Nandor while the other squirmed and shook on top of him. Guillermo felt Nandor’s nails claw at his back as he pressed against the spot that made him scream out hoarsely. He continued to work Nandor open until he was nothing but a squirming mess growling and begging for Guillermo to fill him. Guillermo finally conceded and pulled out his fingers watching as his hole clenched around nothing. It filled him with a sense of pride making cock twitch.
Hearing the noise of approval Nandor slowly sank down onto his hardened cock nearly screaming out in pleasure as everything just felt right. Despite the ache in his body and the almost foreign sense of tiredness he wanted more. Nandor kept a slow pace at first just taking his time sinking down fully onto the other until he took Guillermo down completely. Nandor’s breath quickened as he felt Guillermo rock his hips up to press himself closer. Each of their movements making some kind of lewd noise escape from one of them. Nandor’s hands grasped onto Guillermo’s sides as he mumbled nonsense, his babbling speeding up along with the speed of his movements.
Everything seemed to pass by in a blur, each of their movements growing faster. A few sharp thrusts, and clawing at each other for more. Ragged moans and coughs escaped Nandor as he weakly bounced on Guillermo’s cock feeling that knot and heat form in his stomach. Nandor managed to mumble out he was close as he grasped onto Guillermo tighter. The two grew more frantic as Nandor’s bouncing lost its rhythm as he felt the heat grow more. Everything just seemed to stop as Nandor came with a cry, Guillermo following suit right after.
Nandor didn’t bother to move, staying on top of Guillermo, deciding he would be comfortable enough to rest on for the night. Guillermo couldn’t even complain finding Nandor’s coffin oddly comfortable, though it was probably just the post nut clarity talking. A few weak coughs escaped Nandor as they both curled up sleep easily lulling them into rest.