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!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

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.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes 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 the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn 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 with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

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

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Posted on May 22, 2019 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON-ARAGONA
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Sebastian Ellington-Aragonafor pleasure seldom has a cure


How tempting the very sight of Carolina sprawled across that bare mattress was! How his flesh hungered for the sensation of her own, his crystalline gaze lingering upon each slow movement as she reached up to pull out the hairband that had been constraining those luscious blonde locks. He watched as her hair cascaded around her shoulders, only for her fingers to trace tantalizing trails down her skin and towards the band of her denim jeans. Sebastian was all too aware to that slight darkening of her gaze, that need altogether present in that simple 'come hither' look she so seemed to provide him. The Englishman slowly shifted against the mattress, leaning over her as her arms reached up to intertwine around his neck. His lips pressed sweetly against her throat, the man nothing if not willing to take his time as he followed that slow deliberate trail downwards towards her collarbone. That moan upon her lips all but called to the Incubus, the man desiring little more than to hear more of that soprano melody. His mouth drifted lower as his warm breath brushed across the swells of her breasts. Sebastian could feel her fingers toying with his brunette locks, the girl so clearly desiring his attention upon her sensitive flesh and yet, he had other goals for the evening. Tonight, after all, was hardly meant for the full extent of the lavish attention the Prince could give. Such a thing, after all, was now reserved for his husband alone, even though Sebastian so precariously danced that very line.

The Englishman was all too aware of the way her hips seem to move as he progressed lower and lower towards her groin, those desires all too clear and once upon a time he would have readily given into such wants - in years long passed. Now, however, Sebastian hardly provided even a glimpse of understanding as his lips pressed one final time against the hem of her jeans, only to reach towards the button upon her pants, the man nothing if not determined to see them too on the floor. Thankfully, Carolina seemed all too eager to give in to his desires, her hips rising to assist him as he pulled the tight denim from her frame. The very sound that so accompanied such a gesture caused his vibrant irises to flutter towards her fair features with an almost smug simper. If only she knew just how those very groans increased that blood flow to his own groin! Her shoes were tossed haphazardly upon the floor, leaving Sebastian to pull off the heavy denim to join the ever-increasing pile of clothing. The bright blue of his gaze traced Carolina's near naked figure, the man relishing in the sight of all he had uncovered. The bright crimson color was so stark against the paleness of her flesh, drawing his eyes to the little bit of fabric left and how he so desired to see even it upon the floor of that empty bedroom.

Her hand reached up to tug against his slightly unbuttoned shirt, pulling the man back over her as her fingers reached for those buttons she had left off at. The very undoing of the first released that golden amulet that hung on a delicate chain around his neck, the coin resting against the softness of Carolina's chest as she continued to undo those buttons, the distance between their figures altogether diminutive. Her fingers brushed against the coolness of his well-defined chest, her touch altogether heated, leaving the man desiring more. The girl's lips pressed against his own and Sebastian was all too eager to deepen that kiss, his mouth pressing feverishly against hers. He was almost remiss, truly, as she pulled away and yet, Carolina hardly left him waiting long before her hips shifted to once again pick up that maddening movement against him. The very sensation of her body grinding against his own prompted a soft groan from his lips as her mouth toyed with that all too sensitive skin upon his neck. How easily she found those very spots that turned him on the most! Her movements alone prompting a veritable ache within his loins that so desperately desired for release. That temptation so bordered upon more than what Sebastian himself could bear, the man could all but feel that self-control crumbling with each roll of her hips against the defined hardness of his body.

He could hardly allow himself to continue this lustful tango - not if he intended to stay true to the promise he had made his husband. Dorian, after all, was surely still awake, waiting with worry for his return. It was the latest Sebastian had ever stayed out - the steady vibration of Dorian's heartbeat against his finger all the more potent with the knowledge of all Sebastian shouldn't be doing. It was such a shame to let things end here....and yet....he supposed he must. Without hesitation the man so called to his own affinity, letting that lust and need for physical satisfaction all but fill the room, as if they required any more of it. His lips parted, the position of her own mouth against his neck so revealing the slenderness of her own throat ripe for the taking. Without a word of warning, those sharpened canines pierced her flesh - all four of those fangs so effortlessly biting through flesh for the artery he knew laid beneath her skin. It was hardly her blood he was after. Oh no, it was his venom he so wished to gift her, to further encourage her along to find that pleasurable satisfaction that his hands and his body were forbidden from giving her. Slowly, Sebastian pulled away, his own body drifting further down as his fingers caressed her inner thigh. His gaze fluttered upwards towards her as he leaned down, those fangs once again piercing her flesh, the man biting the vein between her legs, delivering that very delightful venom closer to the very part of her he so wished to satisfy. It was the only assistance he could offer her - the rest of it left to Carolina's devices alone and yet...how he so wished to see her fall apart in that bliss of sexual satisfaction.

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