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 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.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

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.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

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'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

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.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

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Posted on November 13, 2017 by Malia Tate
Residences


It was like he could read her mind in some instances. He chuckled and leaned in to kiss her, her lips responding in turn as he assured her that it fit and that it would feel good. She smiled. "I trust you." That was something big for her to admit and there were few people she did trust, but Henry was definitely one of them. He had showed her everything she asked him to till now and he was even taking this step with her even though she knew it was asking a lot from someone who seemed to be in love with someone else. She just didn't know who else she could talk to about this. It would be too awkward with Frost and Tet...she didn't even want to think about that. It made color rise to her cheeks at just the thought. She let Henry know that she wanted to continue and he told her to get on her hands and knees. She nodded, somehow figuring this was how it was done. After all, with coyotes, the male would mount the female from behind. It was the only way it was done. She was happy she could at least stay on the bed. At least there was cushioning for her. She flipped over as he said, positioning herself with her ass facing him as she looked at the headboard of the bed, wondering what it would feel like.

Would it hurt? He promised her it felt good but this would be her first time and she still didn't see how that thing would fit. Like he was reading her mind once again, Henry told her that it could hurt the first time. She swallowed but nodded. "Okay." It was all she could think of to say. He promised it would go away so she just had to make it through the initial pain, right? She felt him press against her and she gasped more in surprise than anything. It felt so...well, like skin. Like the rest of him. Hard and firm...was it throbbing? How curious. As he started to enter her, she moaned, finding that it felt natural, right somehow. It was helping with the aching sensation, but he wasn't wrong about the pain. It was tolerable, like a slow stinging as the skin stretched to fit him. Her breathing became ragged again as she tried to stay still, not wanting to make it any worse. Her head went down as she stared at the top of the bed, trying to concentrate on the good parts of it instead of the bad. Once he was fully in her, she felt the restlessness amping up in her again. What next? And then as if on cue he started to move. It was slow and it gave her time to adjust herself, to get used to the sensation. It did feel good, he had that right. After a few thrusts, it felt more good than bad, the stinging sensation finally disapating into something more pleasurable.

She closed her eyes, wanting to think about nothing but the feel of him as he moved in and out. It was nothing like the mountings she'd seen in the pack. The male was firm and fast, biting down on the female's scruff as he mounted and then going to town on her. There was no easy entrance, no slow motion to get her in tune with it. It was all about getting it done so she would get pregnant. She felt sorry for the other coyotes now. She was jolted from her thoughts at the feel of his fingers on her again, another moan escaping her as she felt herself mounting again. Could that happen multiple times? How many? She wasn't sure she could do it again but she was feeling that familiar wave rushing through her anyway. His pace increased and she gasped with the shock of it as her own pleasure mounted. She was panting again, her body pressing back into him, wanting more, needing it. And as she felt that wave crash over her again, she screamed his name, her body pulsing around him as she felt him getting ready to do the same. She was expecting something along the lines of what she did but he pulled out of her abruptly, leaving her gasping for breath and then she felt something...wet on her back. She was afraid to turn, afraid to turn around. What was it?

She stayed prone, her eyes wide as she tried to focus. "Um....can I ask what that is? And how I go about getting it off?" She didn't know what to think. Was this normal? Next thing she knew, he had collapsed beside her, looking just as satisfied as she was feeling a moment ago before she got sticky wet stuff on her back. Didn't he know she was frozen like this until she knew what to do? He asked her what she thought and she tried to smile. "Well, it was good, very good in fact. And very much fun." Then he said that she could do it in any position and she tilted her head, brows furrowed in puzzlement. "I thought that was the only way it was done." Then he told her that she could do what he did with his mouth and she glanced down at him again, taking in the size of it and wondering to herself just how. "How would I even begin? Like just kiss it and lick it or something?"




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