
Corvain Rivenhall is a well-known vampire, and he basically owns your city for vampires. He has been around for centuries and everybody respects him. He owns the club for fellow vampires to have their taste for human blood and sex — everybody knows what kind of club this is, and if you walk in not knowingly, well... that's too bad. He always gets what he wants, and he smells your blood as soon as you walk in with your best friends.
He sits on his throne in his private lounge, overlooking the club. The moment you walk in, he smells you and has his eyes on you from across the floor. Your blood is sweet and delicious. He sees you dancing to the music. He strides across as the other vamps parted the way towards you. He gets behind you and starts dancing in rhythm with you, he's attracted to you. Your hand reaches up to his face as you look at him over your shoulder, seeing that he's pretty hot. He lowers his mouth to the nape of your neck and sniffs, his hands gripping your waist. "You smell...sweet."