The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
Just like any city - Sacrosanct is not without it's deep, dark underbelly. Hidden in the graffiti-ridden streets of the West, behind closed warehouse doors, lies the Black Market. Forever moving, it's nearly impossible to find without knowing someone who knows someone. Anything you desire can be brought for a hefty price within the Black Market - be it drugs, weapons, or lives.
Hidden within the dark alleyways of the Western Ward, Cull & Pistol is a dim, often smoky bar. With a small variety of bottled and craft beers, Cull & Pistol is a quaint little neighborhood joint. With its no-frills moto, the dingy bar offers little more than liquor, music from an old jukebox, and a few frequently occupied pool tables.
Bartender Raylin Chike
Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar.
Note: This is a Were only establishment. All other species will be swiftly escorted out.
Home of: Nightshade
Owner Aiden Tetradore
Co-owner Tobias Cain
Bar Manager Mira Ramos
Bartender Henry Tudor
Waitress Carolina Bedford
Within the turbulent industrial district lies this club. The warehouse doesn't look like much on the outside but it provides a memorable experience from the state of the art lighting, offbeat Victorian-inspired artwork, comfortable black leather lounges, and the infamous 'black light' room. There is a wide variety of alcohol that lines the shelves of both of the magical and ordinary variety. It is a common stomping ground for the supernatural who want to let loose and dance the night away to the music that floods the establishment. Humans are most welcome if they dare.
Owner Risque Voth
Manager Darcy Blackjack
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward
She found that while she was curious by nature, she didn't care about Alexander's past or how many women he may have bedded in his thousands of years worth of existence. None of that mattered. All that mattered was this and what they had and the present and possible future. She didn't know how he was with relationships or how he handled things but apparently having sex in public places wasn't a no-no for him so that was something. This was definitely her first time but then, he had been her first anyway. He would be all of her firsts if she had anything to say about it. She didn't want to think about the future and how they would separate. Even if this worked out, she was still mortal and he wasn't which meant some day she would die and he would continue to live on but she wasn't thinking about that either. She wanted to have the best life and she wanted him in it, no matter what. She wanted this, all of it, all the bad and the good. She wanted him. And tonight, she was going to get him.
She loved the touch of his fingers as they explored her upper half. She couldn't get enough of him and even helped him by unclasping her own bra after he removed her shirt. She threw her head back and moaned, her hips moving of their own accord on top of him. She could feel his own body responding beneath her and it only made her want this that much more. His fingers massaged her breasts and she moaned again softly. She leaned down over him, her lips brushing his and then his jaw and then his neck. He even moved his head to give her better access. She eagerly went where he allowed, her own hands slipping under his shirt to caress him. Next thing she knew, his hands were at her jeans and then unbuttoning them. She smirked, her eyes twinkling. His lips found hers and this time, the kisses were hungry, primal. She answered them back with her own urgent kisses, her hands sliding his shirt up and over his head before reaching for her own jeans.
At his low whisper in her ear, she turned to him, her eyes full of desire.
"With pleasure."
She whispered back as he toyed with her belt loops. She moaned again as he said that he wanted to feel her against him. It spoke to all the carnal needs she was feeling right now. She used one hand to tangle in his hair and pull his lips back to hers, kissinghim hungrily before she even found herself biting his bottom lip. Meanwhile her other hand reached down to her jeans and started sliding them down her hips. She shimmyed a few times to make it easier until they were over her ankles and kicked out of the way. She reached with that same hand, pulling at his own button but she ended up ripping the button off the jeans instead. She giggled in his mouth.
"Whoops. Sorry."
She whispered as she kept kissing him, wanting to feel him, all of him. Her hand slipped easily into his looser jeans now that the button was gone, stroking and caressing that muscle. She knew from before that they seemed to like this and she wanted to give him the same sensations she was giving him.
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