West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

Black Market

Just like any city - Sacrosanct is not without it's deep, dark underbelly. Hidden in the graffiti-ridden streets of the West, behind closed warehouse doors, lies the Black Market. Forever moving, it's nearly impossible to find without knowing someone who knows someone. Anything you desire can be brought for a hefty price within the Black Market - be it drugs, weapons, or lives.

What You'll Find Here

Edge of the Circle

Cull & Pistol

Hidden within the dark alleyways of the Western Ward, Cull & Pistol is a dim, often smoky bar. With a small variety of bottled and craft beers, Cull & Pistol is a quaint little neighborhood joint. With its no-frills moto, the dingy bar offers little more than liquor, music from an old jukebox, and a few frequently occupied pool tables.

Bartender Raylin Chike

Noah's Ark

Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar. Note: This is a Were only establishment. All other species will be swiftly escorted out.
Home of: Nightshade

Owner Aiden Tetradore

Co-owner Tobias Cain
Bar Manager Mira Ramos
Bartender Henry Tudor
Waitress Carolina Bedford

Syn

Within the turbulent industrial district lies this club. The warehouse doesn't look like much on the outside but it provides a memorable experience from the state of the art lighting, offbeat Victorian-inspired artwork, comfortable black leather lounges, and the infamous 'black light' room. There is a wide variety of alcohol that lines the shelves of both of the magical and ordinary variety. It is a common stomping ground for the supernatural who want to let loose and dance the night away to the music that floods the establishment. Humans are most welcome if they dare.

Owner Risque Voth

Manager Darcy Blackjack
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

virtue has a veil, vice a mask


Posted on February 25, 2017 by Raven Clocksworth
West
i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

Of course he would act as if he didn't do such an outlandish thing, like biting her bra off. His cheek grin was answered by one eye-brow up with a knowing simper on her pink lips. It did not go unnoticed that when she felt his golden gaze trace up and down her lithe figure. The way his eyes moved she noticed he was following the different scars that traced over her pale flesh. She didn't like it when others stared at her, when they focused on the deep scars that were slashed across her face. However, with her mate staring at the evidence of her difficult and traumatizing past, it felt oddly freeing. In a way, standing before him half-naked, she was finally bearing out all that she was. A young woman battered and broken by the anger and mistreatment of others. An individual that was accustomed to feeling pain from those she was supposed to trust. Believing that if she was touched she would feel nothing, but excruciating pain. Deceived at thinking there was a chance in her miserable life that for one day she could feel love instead of feeling others hate weigh down upon her. She survived through her ordeal, physically, her scars were evidence of that cruelty she suffered from. However, there were numerous scars just as ugly that were invisible, and Raven wondered if he could see them too.


She could feel the wind nip at her exposed flesh, standing before her mate exposed, as the silver light of the moon seemed to place an ethereal glow against her marred flesh. A bit embarrassed by his bold staring she quickly looked down, averting her eyes. Feeling his calloused fingers gently slide from her cheek down her chin, she moved her head upwards as he silent requested, blue-grey eyes meeting his amber loving gaze. A bashful smile appeared, her rosy cheeks going redder, as she heard the honesty dripping from his baritone voice. As he placed her hand upon her own, she allowed him to guide them to place on his clothing. Understanding what she needed to do, she helped him take off his jacket and shirt. Her fingers outstretched as she placed them on his chest, taking note of the warmth and firmness of toned muscle. Knowing he wasn't nervous did help settle some of her own nerves, a bit of confidence being restored within her. As her hand slid up to place over his heart, she actually felt his heart quicken, a coy smile appearing, delighted to see that touch alone seemed to shock him as well. The lupine wanted her feline counterpart to know that they could continue, that she wasn't going to stop. By having his hands be placed back on her hips, by her decision, she found that she rather liked his hands being placed there.


Suddenly she felt her body being hoisted upwards, with a soft yelp of surprise, her arms flew to wrap around his neck, as she felt his hands slide underneath her butt. A gentle giggle could be heard before she moved for his lips to be placed upon her own, leaning into him to deepen the kiss. She could feel his body move down, aware of what he was trying to do, so she wrapped her legs around his waist. As she felt them slowly fall parallel, she kept her hold on him until she felt the cool touch of the grass pressing against her bare back. She would slowly unwrap her legs from around his waist, as he settle himself a top of her, her arms slowly releasing her hold on him. As she felt her dress and underwear slide from her, her breath hitched slightly in a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. Raven was quite aware that she was completely naked for the first time in front of her mate. Even though he stated he loved her, always in the back of her mind, there was a seed of doubt. The lupine was conflicted, he would say she was beautiful, but now that he saw her entirely, she was concerned that she would see repulsion in his eyes. When a trace of a smile appeared she felt a small amount of confidence begin to resurface. Raven enjoyed it when he performed his affectionate gesture, tucking a strand of her golden-brown curl behind her ear, a small simper on her lips, as she looked up at him, a blend of trust and love in her gaze.


As he lowered himself to catch her lips it did not go unnoticed when she felt a brief touch of his warm skin pressing against her own. There was a flutter within her chest as she encouraged him to deepen the kiss. When his lips left her own, she felt his teeth brush against them, blue-grey eyes watching him carefully for his next move. When he moved towards her nape she leaned it to the side, providing him more access, the girl releasing a sigh in delight as she felt his teeth sink into her flesh. She relished in this feeling. His mark of ownership upon her stirred her, and with her entirely before him in such a vulnerable way, it caused her to shiver with excitement. Slowly her own hands stroked his side, her fingers neatly tracing over his muscle, resting behind the small of his neck. It didn't go unnoticed when she felt his teeth release the purchase of her skin, feeling his lips press upon her skin, as he shifted them downwards, puzzled as to what he was doing. It is when he pressed his lips to one of her breasts did her heart skip a beat, as she felt a quivering rush surge within her, a gasp released. She couldn't help, but squirm slightly at how his lips tickled her breast, feeling the trace of his tongue as it slid, causing that intimate area to be ablaze. While Tobias continued to focus on his handiwork a soft moan would come out of the girl, her body relaxing and quivering with the pleasure that she felt. Her hands would brush along his shoulder as she pushed back his hair to see his darkened amber eyes looking at her.


A mischievous glint could be held in her blue-grey eyes as she looked down at him. With her knee she gently nudged it into his side indicating she wished to change position. Easily she slid on top of him, feeling a jolt rush through her when her bare flesh slid up against his own. As she straddled him she leaned over him deepening the kiss as her hand slid up and down his chest. Breaking the kiss she gently nipped the bottom of his ear lobe as her hand continued to caress him. Lifting upwards slightly she simply stared at his toned frame, her fingers sliding up and down, noticing how his body would shiver at the sheer delight of her touch. Raven gently shifted herself lower, quite aware she was near his manhood. An impish grin appeared as her hand gently slid across his inner thigh, noticing the hitched in his breath. Blue-grey eyes slid towards her mate as she began to unbutton and pull the zipper down of his pants. Helping him out of his pants and underwear, she looked back over at him, kissing him gently at his lips and then slowly downwards against his shoulder and down his chest, keeping the boy distracted, until her hand slid behind her and then against his inner thigh, and eventually the length of him. A teasing grin appeared when she stopped kissing him, a knowing glint in her blue-grey eyes. She knew exactly what she did, and it must be a surprise for him to be so bold, it was surpsing to herself as well. A cheeky grin appeared, as she stroked him again, her eyes looking into his own with a silent challenge as to what he would do in response.


Raven Clocksworth.
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