East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

and i want to drag you into the darkness to watch you shine


Posted on November 29, 2017 by Damon Marcello
East


He needed no reminding for just a smell of her, a sense of her presence, and he was a puddle on the floor. She had no idea how much control she could have over him from across a room. He had alwasy been drawn to her, even when she was human. Why else would he have sought her out at a concert and made idle conversation with her instead of luring her into a dark corner to feed from her like he had first planned? That was his usual plan for pretty much any human he ran into and yet she was differeent from the start. She had him wrapped around her pretty little finger before he even knew her name. And yet now with her mouth on him, he was speechless, damn near dumbed down to nothing. He wasn't even sure if he could speak right. Her smell, her touch, her everything surrounded him and he was slave to her every whim.

As she gave him a command, he was quick to obey as he said he would, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. She was his in this moment just as he was hers. His eyes spoke of carnal desire, almost black in their lust as he started pulling her clothes off, inch by scandalous inch. She started arching and he knew what was about to happen. He wanted it to happen and in the same instant, he didn't. He loved his control and he loved showing her just what he was capable of. He loved worshipping her. And yet her stubborn nature was part of what won him over in the first place. She liked control just as much as he did and he loved that she would keep fighting for it. Suddenly he's thrust onto his back on the bed, a mischeveous grin already tugging at his lips as he surrendered to her holding his wrists above his head. His eyes watched her hungrily. She purred at him about how she had been patient long enough and he groaned low as her teeth found his ear lobe. "Have you, now? I don't know that patience and your name fit so well together." He teased at her even as he thrust his hips up toward her.

She moved her hand from his wrists, that look enough to set him in place and warn him not to move without her say so. He chuckled a little, watching her as he squirmed and bit his lip, impatience tightening every muscle in his body. Her fingers moved down his body and he hissed air through his teeth, body tingling and moving along with her, aching for more. As she leaned forward and whispered a question in his ear, he smirked, leaning up to brush his lips across her ear cheekily. "Oh yes, awfully." He leaned back again, wiggling his eye brows at her as if asking for punishment. And oh yes, how she punished him. As she slowly put herself down on him, he groaned loudly and arched his back up to meet her completely, his eyes fluttering shut. "Oh, Isolt, oh gods, how I missed you."

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