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

for pleasure seldom has a cure


Posted on September 13, 2018 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON-ARAGONA
East

Sebastian Ellington-Aragona


Sebastian took a certain measure of delight in finally providing the woman a glimpse of all he could offer her. His very venom ran rampant through her bloodstream, giving her but a taste of the euphoria the incubus was so known for inducing. In another lifetime, he would have regaled her with the full extent of his capabilities and yet, now, the vampire was bound to a promise made before God, the press, and the populace of a whole country. It was that lingering thought that prompted the vampire to place some measure of distance between his own physique and hers. She was far too tempting for him, entirely capable of producing that ready arousal within him though Sebastian had no intention of acting on those very desires that twisted and tugged at him. The soft sensation of her lips against his neck produced a soft groan from the vampire, that very part of his body so eternally sensitive. His own husband was so often keen to shower the slope of his neck with affection, the very sort of weakness that Carolina seemed to so effortlessly find.


The Italian Prince was entirely aware of the eyes of those soundless shadows that followed him at that singular sound she had coaxed from him. Their disapproval was blatant to the pheromone manipulating vampire, though he appreciated the level of professionalism within his husband's staff. It was, admittedly, a struggle to keep his hands to himself, particularly as she leaned against his chest, her body curled against his own. He was almost thankful for the distraction that liquor provided as he inquired after her desire for the second round of beverages. Those Italian words prompted ready action from one of his own bodyguards and for a brief moment, Sebastian's blue eyes lingered upon the fae as he maneuvered with ease through the crowd towards the bar. It was the girlish giggle upon Carolina's lips that drew his attention back to the woman in his lap. That mumbled request prompted a soft chuckle upon his own lips and though he doubted entirely that it mattered what he said, he was happy to oblige her as his hand reached up. His fingers ran lightly against her cheek as he spoke, "Certo, cara, qualunque cosa ti renda felice mia cara. Non hai idea di quanto mi stuzzichi ... ma ho delle promesse da mantenere." There was almost a contemplative tone to his voice, the vampire entirely aware that whatever words he uttered to her would neither be understood or translated.


She hardly seemed to linger long upon those foreign languages upon his lips, however, before presenting him with a far more inquisitive question, the very kind that caught the vampire off guard. That look of surprise clearly crossed his features before he seemed to hesitate, almost unsure of how to answer that question. It took him a moment before he compared her flavor to that of a particular sweet, the very simile, it seemed, prompted ready laughter from the woman. Her comment prompted a soft chuckle from his lips before Sebastian nodded in agreement. "You would be far less tempting if you were broccoli or tofu flavored." He answered, glancing up from her only as his bodyguard returned with drinks in hand. "Thank you," Sebastian muttered, reaching for his own beverage as he continued on, commenting on how potent and lingering that hunger truly was. The Prince watched as her eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, only for her fingers to once again continue tracing the muscles of his chest. Softly, the vampire exhaled before presenting her with a pleasant smile, "You have no idea." He commented, bringing his own glass to his lips, indulging in his sip for one lingering moment before his bright blue eyes returned to her..."Drink up, my love. And then you must let me see about taking you home, hm?"

tell you pretty lies
look you in the face & tell you that
I love you
even if it's fake

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