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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.

and the sun also rises

Posted on September 19, 2020 by Dorian Ellington-Aragona

The Sun Also Rises

It was nothing short of miraculous, Dorian had come to decide, that the human race had managed to populate at all if the vast majority of women- at least in his and Sebastians own time- were so vastly inexperienced with the notion of sex that they had no idea how to do it at all! Dorian was so hardly unfamiliar with virgins in any sense and yet even they seemed to have some idea of what to expect that first time. It was a mother's duty, after all, to explain to her daughter just what was to be expected upon the wedding night and yet Dorian was near certain no older woman in Abigail's life had ever taken the time to explain anything! No wonder the poor girl found herself so frightfully confused! Those very topics the pair had broached this evening were of the sort Dorian was certain he had never discussed with anyone, let alone a woman, and yet a part of the Monarch had become near determined to help Abigail in her veritable quest. After all, if the young woman so trusted him enough to discuss matters of such intimacy with him he was distinctly loath to break that very trust. It was hardly uncommon for two men to discuss such things and in this modern day and age there was surely no fault in friends discussing those same intimate encounters even if they were of opposite genders. No matter how very obscure it seemed.

Abigail seemed to consider his words all the more as her teeth nibbled on her lower lip in contemplation. Dorian's suggestion that she might better understand the pleasure to be had in sex if she first experimented with herself and her own hands appeared equally as foriegn to the girl. Surely she had....touched herself before had she not? Surely she had read a book or seen a film or even a...suggestive artwork that might have inspired some curiosity within her? Any hope Dorian had held for such understanding was veritably dashed by Abigail's softly uttered query of just how she was supposed to bring about that pleasure at her own hands. How terribly red Abigail's features seemed to grow all over again! Dorian was assured the look upon his own features was some curious mixture of perplexion and surprise all at once. How on earth did one describe how best to.....enjoy oneself? It was perhaps a rather simple matter for a man. so suggested a rather singular and yet effective method for one's hand and yet women were...notably different in that anatomy. Arlo, he was certain, would never forgive him if he led Abigail astray in this. Dorian already assured that Sebastian would never cease to tease him the moment he reported this conversation to his husband and yet- how assured he was Sebastian might better answer that question! Dorian paused briefly to consider his own words then. The Monarch struggling to find a socially....polite fashion in which to describe that experimentation.

"When you are alone in bed, or the shower, you simply need to remove your undergarments. You then use your fingers to touch yourself...intimately. I would suggest you try rubbing yourself at different speeds with different amounts of pressure, even try different angles until you find what feels good. There are no real rules for how you do it. Some women of to pleasure themselves with."

That exploration, after all, would need to be her own to discover. Women seemed to near all possess a different way in which they enjoyed such things and yet the sooner Abigail knew just what she enjoyed the easier it would surely be to have Arlo repeat that very process. If she so ever recovered from learning about it to begin with. Dorian, after all, had been nothing but alarmed at the discovery of the world of intimate toys. How many there were! The Monarch was near certain even though he had known the use of many of them. Abigail's very query of foreplay, in the least, was one the Fae King felt assuredly confident in answering. Foreplay, after all, did not need to lead to sex. Making out, as was that modern term, could be decidedly pleasurable in turn and so conducted without the expectation of sex in its entierity. This so seemed to ease that worry on Abigail's features. At least until that notion of toys prompted the poor woman to query some sort of sexy...Mancala.

The near baffled look upon Dorian's features seemed to increase that doubtful glance upon Abigail's own. The Monarch's insistence that toys used within the bedroom were not, he suspected, quite like mancala only prompted Abigail to query whether, perhaps, 'sexy naked touching Mancala' might be more corrected. A warm simper, this time, managed to find Dorian's own lips as his head simply shook.

"They are toys specifically for sex. They do involve a great deal of naked touching though, usually."

She was correct in that, in the very least. Then again, perhaps Arlo might enjoy this Mancala game. Sex, in all its facets, had become veritably...overwhelming to the poor woman. The weight of the world's expectations along with her own, her fathers and Arlo's seemed to weigh heavily on the poor girl's mind. How terribly much...pressure society put upon sex! Dorian, for the first time, began to understand the very complexities of that notion as his hand reached outward to rest gently on Abigail's knee if only to draw her attention to him entirely. Dorian's accented words, this time, sought to offer her some....reprieve from her own thoughts. After all, in the end, the only expectations she need worry about were her own. Abigail's declaration that she wished sex would 'go away' prompted a gentle and yet ready laugh from the Fae King as he lent back within his chair once more. How assured he was she might think differently once she had tried it! Dorian, for now, keeping such notions to himself before Abigail asked whether or not he had been bad at it his first time. Ah, such a tale that was!

"Darling, I am quite sure I was terrible at it my very first time."

Another chuckle rose within Dorian's throat at the memory. The grin upon his features so entirely at his own expense.

"I was about fifteen or so, the woman I was with was only a little older. I am quite certain I lasted less than two minutes before it was over. The entire ordeal was simply a lot of fumbling about that I think was more pleasurable for me then it was her. I had no idea what I was doing. The both of us were quite proud of ourselves at the end and yet I look back on it now and shake my head. I hardly regret it, it was merely learning. I last much longer then two minutes now though, I assure you."

It seemed important, somehow, to assure Abigail of that very thing even if it was all but lost upon the poor woman. Those expressions of the past, however, would hardly assist Abigail in her future endeavours. Dorian so instead taking that moment to describe what sex with a vampire was like. That, after all, was information Abigail might surely use. Dorian so taking that moment to forewarn her of that need to....bite that vampires so seemed to possess. Arlo, surely, much the same as Sebastian in that regard- but without that pleasurable venom. Abigail's inquiry as to why vampires seemed to enjoy biting prompted a tilt of Dorian's own head. Such a question was, perhaps, better asked of Sebastian and yet at least some of that answer seemed clear enough.

"Do you know, I have never asked why? I suspect though it is a combination of several things. Sebastian enjoys feeding during sex, it is a pelasureable way for him to sustain himself as I suspect it is for many vampires. You simply can't have sex with a starving vampire, they dont have enough blood in their bodies for it to work properly so it goes hand in hand. I suspect too that they simply can' it. They get excited and they want to bite things. It is vampire nature. You are far better to embrace it then try to make them control it though. Vampires get very...stressed when they try not to be vampires. As long as it does not cause you great distress and you are comfortable with it, there is no harm in letting Arlo bite. If he possesses venom though you are best to ask him what it does first. Frankly darling, if the sex is good, you are not even going to really notice him biting all that much."

Dorian Ellington-Aragona