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!
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
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.
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.
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'.
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.
He seems so confused when I say sweat is sexy. It's adorable, really. He really underestimates the smell of a hot sexy man and how it can affect a woman. It's like a epitome of a man, but he must have skipped that chapter. For a moment he looks almost disconcerted about something and I tilt my head, wondering what he's thinking. I hope he doesn't think I go out looking for other more athletically inclined men when I'm jogging. He should know better. Just think back to how approachable I was when we first met. I broke a guy's nose who tried to touch me. That memory should have stuck with Kohl. Surely he would know better than to think I'm talking to other men when I jog. I listen to my ipod and get lost in my thoughts, nothing more. Oh, and scope out for supernaturals causing trouble. As I shift upon his lap, I can tell the effect I'm having on him and I can't say I don't like it. I've gotten used to a lot of things since I agreed to give this whole relationship thing a try. Knowing the power I have over his body..that's just a perk. He tells me that he'll take care of the arrangements but warns me against packing too many weapons. I poke out my bottom lip a little at the accusation before leaning forward to whisper conspiratorily in his ear. "You underestimate my ability for creative hiding places." I raise a brow as I draw back, daring his mind to soar to places only he could think of, and I'm sure he'll think of some good ones that will put my squirming efforts to shame. As he throws me over his shoulder, I give him a good slap and he answers by jostling me on his shoulder. I gasp at the sudden movement but snicker as I give him another good slap right in the same spot. That one should burn a little. Teach him to man handle a lady. Well now, that's a good one. He doesn't seem surprised at all when I admit that I was the one who gave the Council his number. I'd do anything to protect him, more than he'll probably ever know. He rolls his eyes but looks back at me when stop his hand. I can tell by the knowing look in his eyes that he already has an idea of just how far the Council will go to get what they want. At his question, I smirk and shake my head. "Not more than they've already got. The Council's ancient, Kohl." I raise my brows, leaving him to guess just how much money they've got. I bet it wouldn't even come close. Finally he sighs and goes back to working his magic fingers on my thigh. I smile in amusement when he says that he's not baking cakes or wearing a club jacket. I try to put on a pouty expression. "And I was so looking forward to your cake, too." I let my hands do the talking, unbuttoning his pants in mere seconds as my hands find their way to his boxers. I gasp in surprise when he grabs my wrists and pulls them over my head, squirming beneath him as I bite my bottom lip. I tilt my head as he says he has a challenge, my brown eyes burning with determination as he says that I'm not allowed to move my hands or I lose. I raise a single brow. Okay, I'll play. His lips move to my neck and I tilt my head to give him more access, moaning softly and arching my back beneath him as his lips move over my chest and stomach. I bite my lip harder, resisting the urge to move my hands and tease him in turn. I guess I'm going to have to get more creative now. I hear his soft reminder and another moan is his only answer as his fingers move the only remaining obstacle from my flesh. He moves lower still and my pelvis moves up to meet him, gasping in sudden ecstacy as his mouth moves to my sex. I feel myself climbing but abruptly his mouth leaves, a cold absence in its wake that brings me falling back to reality. His words have me gritting my teeth as my body aches for release and the smirk on his face is only making me more determined to get what I want. I narrow my eyes in challenge as he says that he might even let me move my arms if I admit he's not boring. Slowly my lips tug into a smirk as I shake my head. "I'm not that easy." I bring my legs up, wrapping them around him and thrusting my body rather quickly to one side so as to roll us over so I'm straddling him. Well aware of the rules, I keep my hands suspended over my head, giving him a triumphant grin as I lean down to whisper in his ear. "Above my head, see?" Even as I'm whispering to keep him distracted, I move my knees up to pin his arms down so he can't move me from off of him. Wouldn't want him to stop me before I get my turn in. Now that he's effectively pinned, I start grinding my hips above him, knowing exactly where to shift my weight so as to cause the ultimate friction. Meanwhile my mouth moves to his chiseled chest, my tongue moving along his collarbone before it finds his nipple. I swirl my tongue around it, nipping it once it's perked up before I move to the other one, committing the same torture, all while dancing my hips on top of him to my own slow agonizing rhythm. I can feel him rising in his boxers and I use that to my advantage, twirling myself on top of him rather abruptly to give him less time to move while his arms are unpinned. Once I'm turned around on top of him, I pin his arms quickly, leaning down to give him quite the view while my teeth grasp the edge of his boxers. I pull them down with my teeth, wiggling my rear right where he can see it before I run the tip of my nose down his length, making a humming noise in my throat in appreciation of his organ. "I'm sure you'll let me know when you're ready to surrender." I call back to him teasingly before I take his entire length in my mouth. I run my tongue along the bottom, sucking and moving my mouth in a way I'm sure he'll take a liking to. Another first that belongs to Kohl but I'm sure he'll appreciate it. Now let's see how long he'll last. I take it to the back of my throat, relishing in the fullness. I always thought I would hate this part but maybe it's because it's Kohl and I know what I must be doing to him that it's not that bad to me. I'm actually enjoying myself, if only because of the power I know I have over him in this moment. |