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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!

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Anacosta Heights

    8 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.

    Ceara HadeRowena MetcalfSebastian EllingtonKohl JonesPhaedra AlderDareios Auerbach Amelia MarekEve Thorn
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    Dupont Circle

    4 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.

    Johnathan HolmesKatherine DorsetGia Jones Aine O'byrne
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    Hawethorn Village

    4 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 DuboisDavante DorianAnastasia RomanovaMiyako Aiken
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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 EveroRegan IzumiElenore DorianSterling TenembrageDorian AragonaEmerson NavarroBeylani RoseBenjamin Andreev
;; please feed my hungry heart50.125.74.154Posted On April 10, 2017 at 11:53 PM by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON

Sebastian Ellingtonfor pleasure seldom has a cure


He doubted, sincerely, that the vampire had even the slightest notion of how utterly good he was capable of making Sebastian feel. That sink of his fangs within his neck had a fashion of so utterly arousing him, enough so that the Englishman found himself pressing his body all the closer towards that physique of that stranger. His breath hitched, those moans coaxed from his lips as those lips were pulled from his flesh before, once again, plunging into his very neck. In that moment, little else mattered to him then those sensations he was so afflicted with. In that moment, Sebastian found himself wanting the man in front of him - he wanted him beneath him, he wanted him touching him, he wanted to prompt those sensations of pleasure from his lips, even as those thoughts of Dorian and that promise he made so invaded the forefront of his mind at that nearly wayward desire. Damn this. Sebastian slumped against his companion’s form as the vampire finally pulled away from him, clearly ecstatic with that life that now flowed through his veins, life that Sebastian found himself lacking.

Sebastian’s cheek rested against the man’s chest, simply listening to that heart that now beat beneath those curved bones. That simple statement of how delicious he tasted coaxed a simper to his lips, the vampire finally understanding, to some degree, those very words in which he had uttered to Dorian countless times before. God how he wanted that fae right now, how his body near ached for the King. His fangs yearned for that pale flesh, his tongue running along those sharpened teeth at the sheer thought before his attention was momentarily turned elsewhere - towards his name and his own preference for prey. That nickname that was quickly after bestowed upon him hardly bothered him in any fashion. Truly, by now, he’d heard many a variation of his name - just as he had too been called words that hardly resembled his actual name. It hardly mattered to the vampire either which way what he was called. Rather, Sebastian’s gaze turned upwards, so eying his companion as those sensual desires still tugged at him, the creature more inclined to inform Arlo exactly what he thought of him. The Englishman was ever forward, even despite that venom that ran rampant through his veins.

He was hardly prepared for that grin that settled across the man’s features at his admittance, and yet, such a thing was truly promising to his own desires. Was he truly considering this? Was he really willing to fall back into those old habits in spite of the man he so utterly adored? That frustration alone saw him bury his head further into Arlo’s shoulder, the vampire fraught with guilt for what he was merely considering. That combination of his own arousal and those peculiarly good, reassuring feelings that invaded him had a peculiar effect when so mixed, so easily able to assure him that, really, this would be okay. God, was this how his own victims felt?

His head shifted at the sound of his companion’s words, his now navy gaze glancing upwards as Arlo so saw fit to reminisce over that time he’d spent alive Though, really, didn’t they all? “You could still do that.” He muttered simply at this notion of ‘rock and roll’, that music was hardly of his variety and yet, he knew how to play a few of those ‘classics’ on that piano he so cherished. “Your fans would be all over you...you’d never be without a meal...” His voice was far more lackadaisical than usual, that accent of his youth heavily lacing his words, his mind entirely incapable of keeping that old habit from invading those syllables. “What did you play?” He inquired, this time, genuinely inquisitive - perhaps it was the artist within him that took such a keen interest within this particular topic but, either way, Sebastian’s attention was wholly settled upon Arlo alone. He watched that sigh that left the man’s lips, his hand rose to run through his ebony locks and, slowly, Sebastian felt himself tilting to the side without that steady force keeping him upright. Thankfully, the man quickly seemed to remember that current state of decided...highness he was under, catching him before his balance could be far too off kilter.

It was that shift of conversation towards sex, however, that so caused a soft chuckle to his lips. Oh, Arlo had no idea of who he was talking to. Prior to Dorian, the succubus had hardly gone a single night without being in someone’s bed, those physical needs entirely satisfied. His head slowly shook from side to side as Arlo inquired if he knew what it was like. No, no he didn’t. He’d always been a sexual creature by nature, even when he was mortal A year long dry spell sounded...awful. Still, he remained silent as Arlo spoke of those struggles he suffered at biting those women. “I could help you with that.” He uttered softly, those tones held an almost husky hint to them in that moment as the vampire’s gaze briefly met his companion’s. “The trick...isn’t to not bite...it’s to convince yourself to wait. To promise yourself you can...at the end.” It was a method that had taken him awhile to perfect and yet, surely this was an area he could certainly excel within. Hell, he was willing even to let Arlo practice on him, if the desire struck.

He hardly expected that sudden shift within his companion, so turning his gaze away from him before clearly intending to pawn him off on the wall. A groan of dissatisfaction left his lips and yet, Sebastian could hardly protest any further before Arlo gingerly positioned him against that brick building beside them. His shoulders slumped forward ever so slightly and yet, Sebastian remained upon his feet all the same. Those blue eyes rose all the same, remaining upon the vampire as he turned to leave him alone within that alleyway. His eyes fluttered closed, his head leaning back against that wall as Sebastian merely stood there, feeling those sensations that overcame him. He was fairly certain he was feeling it even more now than when first injected with that venom. Dear God, no wonder so many of the man’s victims simply fell unconscious on him. That sleep was so tempting...at least, until the sound of footsteps and that steady beat of a heart pulled at those more feral desires within him. He’d almost forgotten how hungry he was.

His eyes fluttered open to eye that woman that slowly stepped into the alley, only for her to collapse into the arms of that vampire that had taken so much from him. He watched as Arlo placed that young girl on the ground beneath him, his navy gaze steadfast upon the flesh of her neck as, slowly, Sebastian himself slid down that wall to settle at her side. Arlo’s insistence that she was fine hardly perturbed him much, rather, he was more aware of that simple fact that she was asleep. A small frown crossed his features as the man’s hand slowly rose, only half listening to Arlo’s promise to take him to a party to find that ‘good time’ he’d been referring to. His attention, however, was far more directed upon the girl in front of him as his finger lightly poked at the corner of her forehead. “You ruined my fun.” He muttered with a hint of exasperation, continuing to prod her as if that alone would make her wake. He liked to hear the sounds he could coax from them. He liked the way they so clinged to his form. He liked the affection they so provided him with. For some reason, taking from her while she was unconscious somehow seemed...unenjoyable.



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