a man looking at a woman laying in a bed

In the dead of night, in a blanket of blackness outside, a young, handsome young male vampire with short, dark hair, wearing a fine jet-black tailcoat, a white pointed-end bow tie and a huge, very long, bell-shaped, glossy, jet-black cloak with a shiny, bright red satin-lined collar that hangs wide and long to the floor, with a very long, glossy, bell-shaped collar, wearing a fine, jet-black tailcoat and a white, pointed-end bow tie, with a shiny, bright red satin lining, with a very long, shiny, glossy, jet-black cloak. A dandy, handsome young male vampire in his late 40s with a very short beard stands beside a canopied bed in a bedroom and stares grimly down at a sleeping young, beautiful woman in a long dress. He slightly displays his two fangs and mutters, ‘Oh, I want your blood, my dear,’ and with his mouth moist and wet with blood and his lips and two long, sharp fangs on display to her, he grabs her neck and waist as she sleeps on the bed and pulls his face behind her ear with an enraptured expression