West
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.
What You'll Find Here
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
Black Market
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.
What You'll Find Here
Cull & Pistol
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
Noah's Ark
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
Syn
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
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Posted on July 08, 2017 by Raven Clocksworth
Being alone with her mate provided the man to a see a different side of her that was rarely seen by others. It wasn't just the heated desire for her to be intimate with him. Rather it was the chance for the woman to give into those turbulent emotions that stirred within her and be relaxed while doing so. Usually in a public setting with others her emotions were more reserved, but being alone with Tobias she was far more animated. It was much easier for Raven to give into allowing herself to feel and share those emotions. Outside with others she was reacting with what should be appropriate in the situation. Tobias may be learning to differentiate emotions and respond accurately to them, but Raven was learning how to express and utilize them more freely. It felt good to the woman to be underneath the man. Having his hands placed firmly on either side of her brought a sense of safety as the presence of his form hovering over hers brought the woman much comfort. Those days and nights of agonizing pain from sleeping and lying within the bed after Frost's attack was slowly being wiped away. She couldn't help, but giggle with delight as she wiggled underneath him, purposefully moving her lower half to meet with his own, doing so purposefully as to further tease her mate. That hiss-like snicker coming from the leopard was a sign for the lupine to continue to perform this particular act in the future. The last time she was with her mate like this it was tender and sweet, but this time it seemed that the two were a bit more playful.
As his fingers teased and stroked her inner thigh she couldn't help, but hiss aloud as she squirmed by that gentle touch alone. It was a touch that didn't just antagonize her, but led the woman to be drawled into what he could do more. The boy was playing a dangerous game and she was willing to meet him at his level. It was quite unlike the woman to be mischievous and yet she had something in mind that would surely put her up top, literally. Straddling the man she propped herself upwards holding herself in such a rare dominant fashion, blue-grey eyes keeping a hold on his ebony gaze. That annoyed huff was answered by a small endearing smile, knowing it was taking much for the alpha-minded male to give her leeway. After all she was a submissive creature by nature. It was not her way to lead the way. It was quite satisfying to press her frame against his own, the woman giving him a deepened kiss so as to keep him steady and focused despite all her teasing. Removing his pants was easy enough, one eyebrow raised as she noticed that look of relief on his handsome face. Placing her hand at his inner thigh, partly to hold her steady and partly to continue her fun, that sudden jolt of surprise startled her a bit. That gentle caress along his member was answered by his soft exhale, the woman continued to stroke him, noticing how he responded to it. As his hips shifted upwards towards her touch, she blinked a bit confused as to why he would have this reaction. That he enjoyed her touch was noticeable, there was no need for words, but she would stay her hand when his hands touched her own.
As the boy brought himself upward, she remained where she was a confused look on her face, unsure what he wished to do next. The girl was only familiar with one way how things continued on. But as his hands were placed upon her hips she was assured that she was okay with where she was. As she tugged her forward she willingly obliged, puzzled but only for a moment, because that was when he rolled his hips upwards to enter her. A sharp gasp was given, blue-grey eyes widen in surprise and realization, feeling how he settled himself while keeping a hold of her hips. As he pressed his lips to neck right below her jaw, the woman releasing a soft moan as she rolled her hips forward. Her hands would slide up his side and steady themselves around his neck for support as she increased her speed, propelling her lower torso forward and then back. Her breathing would become hitched as she went faster the girl, gently pressing against his chest to get him to lie down, the girl losing her balance as she felt on top of him. The woman was still new to all this. Her cheeks would flare a deep red, embarrassed by her actions, cursing herself for not being smooth or skilled at this. Gently one hand pushed back some of her golden-brown curls from her eyes, as the other hand pushed back his ebony hair. A gentle kiss was given on his forehead as she muttered an apology still embarrassed, but as she rocked her body forward, she was eager to continue on. Shifting herself to get comfortable she pressed onward, rolling her hips forward, as she continued and quickened the pace. A pleasurable sound released as she attempted to continue on her breathing returned into a hitching sound, as one hand was pressed on his shoulder to keep herself steady and balanced, pressing forward to please them both.