Monthly Texts From Last Night Meme

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

Welcome to Folkmore's monthly Texts From Last Night meme! This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

This can be used for samples on our applications and used as spoons for players accepted into the game!

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

Comments

[kyley_b]

Really.

[Kyle isn't sure where the honey scent is coming from - he thinks vaguely of the bees outside as he runs his hands up Sollux's thighs.]

I'm really not. But thank you.

[That cracks Kyle up and he legitimately cackles.]

That's very kind of you. Let's just like... see how I do.

[biass]

I wathn't athking your opinion about yourthelf, thupid.

(Ugh. He wiggles slightly in Kyle's lap. This is about when he started to regret wearing skinny jeans.)

'Very kind of me' - you're thuch a dork, oh my glob. (He snickers as Kyle cackles and he scoots off of his lap and back onto the couch. He fumbles with his belt and buckle.)

Here. Help a guy out. If we keep going like thith I'm gonna thoak my panth and it'll be a nightmare to get them off.

[kyley_b]

That's too fucking bad. I'm opinionated.

[Still laughing, he reaches out, fingers working deftly to unbuckle Sollux's belt and undo his pants.

He's going to see troll genitals. He can't help but be excited.

He tugs Sollux's pants down, eyes wide.]

You've got nice legs.

cw: alien genitalia from here forward

[biass]

Can't thay I hate that.

(God knows he could be an opinionated prick too. He's snickering too, teeth chittering together and he says something in Alternian, a series of clicking squeaks.)

Thankth. I gueth if you like twigth.

(He did have those long, thin kind of legs and a narrow waist. Annnnd a golden patch of skin between his legs - of which had a deepening slit, something that oozed a golden honeylike substance in a trickle down the inside of his thigh. He eases back onto the couch and opens his legs. His bulge hadn't come out yet, but it would eventually.)

Eat up.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle's face lights up.] Is that your language? Dude. Dude, that's so cool.

You're built like a model, dude.

[Kyle looks almost comically entranced, so it's probably good Sollux can't see him. When he spraks his voice is soft and awed.]

That's where the honey is.

[He moves, shuffling off the couch after stealing a pillow for his knees. Yeah, he's committed.]

If I do poorly, tell me. Remember, you promised you wouldn't go on Foxi.

[With that he puts his hands on Sollux's thighs, kissing them before he buries his face between.

He's enthusiastic but not forceful, exploring with lips and tongue. He's genuinely enjoying himself.]