a woman in a red dress standing next to a man in a black suit

In a room in an English castle at midnight, a tall, slick back haired, slick back haired, dark haired, short and handsome, dressed in a fine jet black tailcoat, pointed end bow tie and a huge, long, jet black cloak with a shiny, glossy red satin lining and a standing collar. A very dandy, mature male vampire in his late fifties, grips a young, beautiful woman in a long, elegant ball gown by the shoulders and hangs his head down below her ear with a steely expression on his face, ready to bare his fangs and suck blood on her. 'Your untainted blood must be delicious. That's why I need your blood. I want my fangs to be moistened with your blood. I want your blood. I want to suck your blood.' She is entranced by his so straightforward confession.