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!
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 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.
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 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.
Sebastian's distinctly accented words so readily prompted a simper to the Monarch's lips as Dorian settled himself upon his lover's lap. That very position, regrettably, forced Sebastian to cease those soft caresses agianst his own figure and yet how very much Dorian adored the feel of his lovers hands agianst his waist in that stolen moment of intimate privacy. Such moments, after all, had become few and far between in those weeks in which Dorian's family had taken up residence in their home. The Fae King, in this very moment, wholly content to simply enjoy his husband in every way possible. Dorian's lips so eagerly found Sebastian's own. That initial kiss was nothing short of chaste in every sense and yet even that simple taste was decidedly arousing, the Monarch wholly determined to seek more even as he commented softly upon those near foolish words he had uttered to the ambassadors in an effort to be rid of them- his mind having been a veritable haze from Sebastians antics. A soft chuckle rose within the depths of Sebastian's throat. The very sound coaxed a ready laugh from Dorian in turn before the comment of his husband's very wretchedness prompted a return of his lips to the vampire's own. This kiss was decidedly more ardent, more wanting. Sebastian so hardly had to work to coax that desire from within the Fae King when he had thought of little else those past few nights! How he adored to have Sebastian so entirely to himself. Dorian hardly caring for the selfishness of those very wants.
The Monarch's hips shifted just so. That very action resulted in a grinding of his groin agianst the vampire's own that offered his husband the sort of friction he surely craved. The mere feel of Sebastian's readily hardening length agianst him however was entirely inviting in turn. The soft moan that very action seemed to coax from within Sebastian's throat only prompted Dorian to deepen that kiss all the more. Sebastian's hands gripped more firmly at his waist, his husband tugging him further downward in a near blatant effort to increase that sensation of friction as Dorian allowed his hips to roll again. That very action stirring that sound of want from within his own throat as Dorian allowed his hands to travel upward and nestle within the depth of his companions' locks. His very...restrictive his own pants had become. The Monarch, in that moment, found himself utterly craving that need for skin agianst skin. Dorian assured he was wearing far too much clothing. One hand lifted upward to loosen the tie at his own neck, that silken cloth tossed neatly to the side before Dorian reached to undo that first button upon his own shirt. That want to feel all of Sebastian agianst him was entirely pressing in that moment before the Monarch pulled gently away with every intent of undoing the rest of that shirt. Dorian reached only that third button before a distinct look of curiosity so seemed to find him. The Fae King abruptly halted within that very task. That look of curiosity so shifting into something near impish as his gaze shifted toward his husband beneath him once more.
"Mon Cher, would you mind terribly if we moved to our bedroom? I should very much like to....try something new. I have an idea."
Sebastian, in all the years Dorian had known him, had so never been one to shy away from but any idea he had no matter how very....wild it was inclined to be. Indeed, it was Sebastian's utter willingness to indulge within each of those veritable kinks and delights that the Monarch had always found so distinctly appealing within his husband. This, surely, would be no exception. Dorian eased but gently from his lover's lap then, affording Sebastian a moment to stand and button his pants once more before reaching to take his hand. The soft voices of their family continued to echo softly from downstairs as Dorian softly opened that office door before leaning but slightly out to listen further. Matteo, Mira, Alexander and Aiden seemed entirely preoccupied with whatever it was that had managed to capture their attention tonight. Far too busy, he was certain, to wonder after Sebastian and himself. Dorian tugged but gently upon Sebastian's hand then.
"They are quite busy, let us hurry."
With that coast surely clear Dorian was wholly content to lead the way from his office and toward their bedroom. Their half-dressed states so hardly appropriate for company and yet how little Dorian cared to consider his company tonight! How scandalous of him! It hardly took long to reach their bedroom door, the Fae King so readily pushing it open before gently releasing his lovers hand. A look of thoughtfulness so readily seemed to find his features again before the Monarch gestured toward their neatly made bed. How unfortunate that he so intended to ruin those neatly ordered sheets and yet surely- beds were designed for just such a thing.
"I should like to have you over there, please.
That veritable demand was nothing short of polite and yet distinctly....demanding all at once. Dorian so readily allowed one eye to lift in clear playfulness. The Monarch distinctly assured of just how much they were both inclined to enjoy his...commanding nature within the confines of their bedroom. Dorian moved to stride across that room then and toward their walk-in-wardrobe, leaving Sebastian to make himself comfortable upon the bed. Concealing that newest 'idea' from his husband had been nothing short of difficult. Dorian so having tucked that paper bag well within the back of one of his own drawers. Such a gift having been saved for just the right occasion. This, he was assured, was surely an excellent time to explore it. With that paper bag grasped firmly in hand the Monarch so easily made his way back to the bedroom then- only to place that bag upon the floor beside the bed. That near curious look he was surely met with from his lover so prompting an impish smile to his features once more as Dorian settled upon the bed beside him.
"I went to the store. The one designed for, how you say, adults. It was terribly exciting, Bastian. I have found something most interesting but I think, perhaps, we are not quite ready to try it yet. There is still far too much clothing."
The grin upon his lips so readily brightened all the more, Dorian chuckling softly as he kicked those shoes from his feet. Ah, but how he so enjoyed teasing his lover with those veritable unknowns! The Monarch's fingers reached upward to undo the rest of the buttons upon his own shirt, that fabric shrugged easily from his fit figure before being tossed to the side. Dorian turned back toward his husband then, his head reaching to press upon Sebastian's chest, coaxing the vampire to lay back upon the bed as the Monarch lent easily over him. Dorian's lips readily found Sebastian's own once more, his tongue gently brushed agianst his husband's lower lip, seeking to have the vampire part his lips and allow him to deepen that kiss into that very sort Dorian adored most. How he utterly adored that taste! That kiss coaxed a moan from within the depths of his throat. How glorious that feeling was of Sebastian's chest agianst his own! His own figure inclined to feel near hot agianst the cooler skin of his lover. Dorian's hand brushed agianst Sebastian's chest then, his fingers tracing affectionately over each hard line and plain before brushing further and further downward. Dorian, this time, wasting no time in unbuttoning Sebastian's pants once more and loosening them from his figure before allowing his own fingers to stroke agianst that firm length of his lover.