Go Chargers!
Mike put two fingers against his head like horns and lunged. billy leaned forward, swinging his horns through the air. they shared a laugh together. billy hoof-patted mike on the shoulder. "see ya at the wildcats game next week!"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 88
._ "i love you, kiana," he whispered, slowly raising the horn to his lips. _i want to live long enough so i can see you start to show.
Mizalin-on-Sky: Hiking and Hunting
Those are horns. or at least, horn buds which are still growing out and haven't even emerged yet." "what? oh. atlas is growing horns? that's interesting," jarzyl said. atlas sat back on his haunches and rubbed the back of his head with his paw.
Revaremek The Resplendent: Chapter Six
The flames crackled across the flag, then quickly spread to the ropes still tangled and hanging from his horns.
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 10 - Beginnings and Endings
After a while, his horns started scratching against the top of the tunnel, and he had to lift his nose uncomfortably in order not to get stuck. oh ancestors, what if his horns got stuck!?
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 68
The ram's horn hung just beside her head. she could feel it lightly scraping against her cheek. "kiana, don't do this right now, please..."
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty One
Mirelle ran her fingers along revaramek's arched black horn, bumping her finger tips over the ridges towards its pointed tip. when the dragon leaned his head over, she reached across to feel what was left of his other horn.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 2)
The prong horn nodded, the tip of his one unbroken horn scraping against the head board, "good... good..." he let out a sigh, closing his eyes again before adding, "oh... i'm sorry, friar arlowe... how rude of me.
Owl & Imps
Grabbing moxxie's horns tightly, stolas started to really open up, fucking the moaning, squirming imp's face and throat.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XIX
Each piece brought out a trill or a thrum from the yellow kobold and he smiled horn to horn, raising his head to the heavens in sweet ecstasy.
Journal Entry 2
Where to begin? Let us start with the leadership opportunity I wish I could turn down. So as a leader, I am to remain in a constant state of control over my emotional state, but post-traumatic stress disorder sometimes doesn't allow me to brave those...
A Gift Given in Turn
Finally, he managed to raise his head, his horns weighing down his head strangely, though the weight was already beginning to feel normal.