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Monthly Texts From Last Night Meme
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!

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(It was actually weirdly comfortable.
Sollux might not be able to see, but he looks a bit smug regardless like he could see the look on Kyle's face. He snickers.)
If you do a good job of it, yeah. I don't mind if we thpill a little.
(He's so nasty. There's a bit of a golden hue on his own cheeks.)
Wow. Yeah. Probably becauthe of the rapid reproduction rate and low emithionth. (But like. He tips his head.)
Are you gonna thit down next to me or are you gonna keep on making thmall talk?
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Right, right.
[Fuck. He's not smooth. He curses himself for being an idiot asshole as he sits down.]
Sorry. I. Yeah, sorry. Nervous. The last time I had a casual hookup it was induced by magic lightning and involved a lot of punching.
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Thoundth hot.
(He rubs at his own cheek, contemplative. He already lost one tooth today, so like...)
Did you want to be violent with me? (Genuinely asking. Like this isn't a big deal - which, to be fair, for trolls, it isn't.)
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[He shifts so he can gage Sollux better, scooting a little closer.]
No. No, not really, unless that's what you'd like. I kinda just want to make up for the last guy who was here.
You're really cute.
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You're cute too. (Even if he couldn't see him, his personality was weirdly sweet and genuine and Sollux wasn't exactly used to being into guys like that. Karkat was the closest thing to "sweet" he's ever been into and...That's Karkat.
He leans forward slowly, inching a hand over Kyle's leg to his side. He tips his head towards him.)
Can we kith? (He sticks his tongue out, curling one fork up and the other down, smirking.) I've been told I'm good at it.
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[Okay. The tongue and fangs are strangely compelling.]
Yeah. I'll, uh. Try not to be terrible at it.
[He shuts himself up by leaning in kiss Sollux, taking a moment before shifting so their mouths slot together better.
Kyle likes kissing. And thankfully he's not shy or unsure while doing it.]
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(He's snickering a little at the idea of Kyle being bad because he sincerely doubted he was going to be disappointing.
He liked kissing too though he hasn't gotten to do much of it in his life. He slides his tongue over Kyle's rather quickly, both tips of his tongue wiggling at the same time as he tasted Kyle, felt Kyle.
His claws sink into his hair and this time he is far more careful about getting them too tangled.)
CW: interspecies makeouts
TONGUE.
That and claws against his scalp has Kyle's toes actually curling. He makes an enthusiastically appreciative noise and wraps his arms around Sollux's waist. He tongues him back languidly, hands gently petting his back. It's when he catches his lip on a fang that he makes another soft sound and lowers his hands to the troll's hips.]
Can I put you on my lap?
cW: interspecies sex in general frm this point out
Hell yeth.
(As a matter of fact, he crawls right on into Kyle's lap. It's a bit clumsy, but he's shameless in spreading his legs apart to straddle his lap and sit himself down onto Kyle's thighs.)
Like thith?
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[Kyle runs his hands up and down Sollux's back, kissing him again. Part of him is still in shock that he's just... making out with an alien. But goddammit the alien in question is cute and funny and he can have a crisis about it later if need be.
He maps the angles of Sollux's shoulder blades, the curve of his lower back. He rests his hands gently on the upper swell of his ass. His tongue continues to get acquainted with the dual points of Sollux's.
It all feels almost lazy, erotic in a way that makes him think of summer afternoons.]
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Kyle would no doubt pick up on the slight hint of honey in Sollux's kisses. He's content to kiss Kyle back just as slowly, just as exploratory. It's actually probably one of the least stressful intimate interactions he has ever had.
There was no complex third party involved. He wasn't dead. He wasn't almost dying. He wasn't stressed by miscommunications. This was just...straight forward. Unlike most things in his life. His mind is blessedly clear - only the sound of the warm summer breeze brushing in through open windows and the dull hum of bees.)
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Am I doing okay enough to continue?
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You feel nith. Humanth are really thoft.
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You feel really nice, too. You're actually really hot.
[He's blushing as he says it. Kyle sucks his head to kiss Sollux's neck.]
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He shifts around on Kyle, the scent of honey starting to flow more steadily into the air.)
You're hot too. (He didn't need to see Kyle to know that. Kyle just had that way about him that exuded hot energy.)
And you know, you don't have to jutht eat me out. You can fuck me too. (Wow, Sollux, so considerate.)
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[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.
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(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.
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[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
(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.
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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.]