a man in a tuxedo kissing another man in a tuxedo

At midnight, in the prestigious guest room of the mansion, a dandy and very handsome mature male vampire with short black hair and short black beard with a short, well built beard, dressed in a fine white pointed end bow tie and tails and wearing a huge black cloak lined with shiny red satin with a standing collar, was pleased with himself. He softly strokes the neck of the young man in a backward-bent pure white dinner jacket with an expression, carefully checking the flow of blood vessels around the neck, opens his mouth, bares his two fangs and brings his face close to the cheek of the young man in the tuxedo. Two small wounds on the nape of the tuxedoed young man's neck spill fragrant, bright blood, proof of his undying love for the young man in the tuxedo. The fresh blood drips down unstoppably from his lips and fangs as he is in an uplifted mood.