#also I honestly just love showing my monster f/os appreciation in regards to their physique

[lieutenantselnia]

Imagine having a slow, sweet make out session with the Horned King ... maybe you're sitting on his throne together, late at night when no one is around anymore, or you're already in the solitude of his private rooms.

You're curled up in his lap, and his bony, but still strong arms are safely wrapped around your back as he pulls you closer. His lack of lips makes things feel a bit ... unique, but that doesn't hold you back from pressing soft kisses on his teeth and all around his mouth.

Your eyes are closed as you wrap your arms around his neck. You feel the fabric of his hood under your fingers - he rarely ever likes to take it off - as you let them wander up his nape and the back of his head. Finally, your hands find the bases of his horns and gently wrap around them, eliciting a small gasp from him. He flinches ever so slightly, but not in a bad way, it's much rather an expression of appreciative surprise. It shows him you don't merely tolerate the monstrous parts of him, instead you embrace them without hesitation and it makes his heart melt. You feel the texture of the old, weathered horn under your fingertips as you use your grip to angle his head closer to you. The king lets out a quiet sigh, giving in to your guidance without resistance.

"Do you even know how beautiful I find you just the way you are?", you mumble to him, planting a row of kisses on his cheek bone.

"You must have an estranged sense of beauty then, my dearest."

His voice is quiet as he speaks, but it doesn't fail to carry the love he's feeling for you. He leans in and presses his forehead against yours as he feels you running one of your hands up his horn. Your fingers follow the curvature, first finding the smaller fork that's growing out on one side, before continuing up to the tip. You lightly touch it with one finger, feeling that it's a little pointy, but not so much that touching it like this would hurt.

"Maybe I do."

You lightly caress his horn as you speak, your heart swelling as you feel him lean in to your touch even more. "But I wouldn't change a thing about it."