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    The Residences

    Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

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    Anacosta Heights

    11 residents

    Anacosta Heights

    Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

    Rowena MetcalfSebastian Ellington-AragonaKohl JonesDareios Auerbach Dorian Ellington-AragonaAmelia MarekIórkæll DværgAndras SteinColumbia De LÉvÊque Lisé DupontVitani Lovelace
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    Dupont Circle

    5 residents

    Dupont Circle

    Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. Although these houses are somewhat small (often two to three bedrooms) they feature back yards, porches, garages and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and for the neighborhood as a whole.

    Adelaide LabelleJohnathan HolmesGia Jones William TownsendMaera Carrick
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    Hawethorn Village

    5 residents

    Hawethorn Village

    Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawethorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three story townhouses, often with a one to two car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces.

    Serafina DuboisAnastasia RomanovaLazarus DarayMiyako AikenElain Daray
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    River Dale

    9 residents

    River Dale

    River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold true to the victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans and the occasional brick beams.

    Isolt GriffinAlekai EveroKillian CarrickMalakai KanaitaCarolina BedfordSterling TenembrageEmerson NavarroBeylani RoseBenjamin Andreev
it was always my title, i just let you borrow it sometimes because im nice120.154.95.146Posted On December 30, 2017 at 1:34 PM by Kohl

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Sexy jerk? That was a new one and yet, honestly, I didn't half mind it. At least, not when it was coming from Kat in those all-too intimate moments when I could hardly get enough of her. She could have called me a sexy….anything really and I’m entirely sure I wouldn’t have cared. There was something pretty damn good about watching her fall apart at my fingertips, stripping that control from her piece by piece until she was little more than pure energy and a tease and sexiness in turn. I understood the need for that control, after all, with the work she did I'm pretty sure control is a fairly needed attribute and yet honestly, I was more than happy to be the one to pick that control apart in the evenings- or the mornings for that matter, or the afternoons. Honestly I think there really is no bad time for sex. Really more people should try it. It’s good exercise and nowhere near as dull as running and yt im mostly sure it gets your heart rate higher and faster than running ever will. If only I could convince Kat to give up her morning jog for morning sex- every morning. I’d be willing to help with that one. That idea that I was ‘evil’ prompted that soft chuckle from within the back off my throat. Kat’s words practically a purr as she offered them and yet I hardly got the chance to explore the idea further. Kat suddenly pushing me back down on the bed.

I barely had time to sit up before she lent down over me, every part of my body fixated on her in that singular moment, her hand embracing that hardened length as that touch alone drew a groan from me. That utter want for her plainly clear in that moment and yet she hardly kept me waiting tonight. Kat using her hand to guide me within her mere moments later, that feeling of being within her unlike anything else. Any effort I made to stop those sounds that clawed at my throat entirely futile. God she felt amazing. That moan that fell from her own lips somehow, impossibly, seeming to increase my own arousal all the more until that desire for release was the only thing that existed. She shifted her hips eagerly, her rhythm slow, far to slow for what I needed and yet that motion only provided all the more sensation. Tonight though, she seemed as eager as I did to increase that pace, that position affording Kat far more control then it gave me and yet, hell, she used that control in the best way possible. Another groan of pleasure found its way from my lips, Kat shifting then to find that angle she needed the most as I pressed all the deeper within her, my own hips shifting upward now to meet that rhythm Her name the only thing I could even think to say in those moments as my own thrusts become firmer and faster before I finally found that pleasurable peak. That final, firm thrust held within her for several moments as I rode that all-too glorious high and found that finish within her.

God, I don’t know how people are virgins. They have no idea what they’re missing. Even worse are the people who know about sex and just don't have it, I mean really? Even for all my supposed intelligence I was never going to understand that one. It was a few moments before I finally managed to catch my breath, Kat’s hand trailing down my chest as she lay against me, her lips pressing almost sweetly to mine this time in a kiss was I more than willing to return. One of my own hands reached up, tangling gently in her hair only to push a few of those messy strands out of her eyes. Did my hair look like that too? Oh well, it was hardly going to hurt for a few more hours. The blue-gold of my gaze easily met her own then, my body utterly sated and entirely spent, that simple contentment settling over me then. It was moments like this when I knew it was true, those words I’d accidentally said those few months ago. Maybe I hadn’t meant to say them exactly and hell, we’d found our way back from it all the same and yet…..I knew I meant them- even if I hardly dared to say it again. Neither of us really reacted well to it the last time after all and yet, wasn’t that where relationships were supposed to go? What I had with Kat was…..nothing I’d ever had with anyone else before. It terrified me, honestly. Yet it was like some train I couldn’t stop. I thought about, sometimes, the future. So shoot me.

I wanted to ask her about it, sometimes, about where she saw us in the next few years and yet that conversation sounded so...adult and…..coupley and I’d never even remotely believed I was ever going to say those words and yet at the same time I wanted to know while being terrified to ask because if it freaks me out it sure as hell is going to freak her out. How did I become the one in this relationship that was, well, considering those more permanent ideas of commitment? Or in the least, considering just where this was going. I mean, we’ve been together years now, she lives with me, i can't remember the last time she went back to her place for anything, even to visit. I guess i‘d just started to think about that more and more. I don’t even know why. I just….did. Was that terrible? To think about what we might want in a few years? Had she ever considered we might end up married one day? I didn’t even think I believed in that. Not until this. Until us. God what was I doing? I let that simper find my lips all the same, stealing another kiss from her without giving away any of those thoughts that, of late, seemed to like to irritate me.

“You know, if you wanted to take up sex instead of this jogging nonsense you go through every day I’d be willing to support that. You can’t tell me your heart rate didn’t get just as high then?”

One eye lifted upward as if daring her to disagree, that lopsided smirk on my features all the same as I merely left her to continue to lie on my chest as my own breath made every effort to recover itself.

“I know it doesn't last as long as those ten mile jogs of yours but I can be ready again in fifteen minutes- twelve on a really good day. I really think you haven’t considered this as a viable possibility.”

The words were little more then teasing, no part of me truly expecting her to give up that exercise routine she adored and yet hell, it was worth a short wasn’t it? That grin on my lips all the same.
“So, I’ve been working on something new. Do you want to see?”




k o h l
so you want to play with magic?




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