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"The Bear Necessities"

Suel didn't like to fly soo much. Even as he rose slowly in the horde-constructed, loud rickety elevator he felt sick to his stomach just thinking about it. His ears flattened against his scalp as he paced back and forth, tugging his newly gotten cloak over his shoulders. Why was it he was chosen to go to Dalaran? Why couldn't any of the others at Furyheart Hill have been volunteered for this task? He brushed some of his ashen red hair from the white mask of fur around his eyes as the elevator slowly rose to the top and clicked loudly into place under him. He stepped off and walked through the stronghold that the horde had established in the Borean Tundra that overlooked the ocean as well as looking as far out into the land as the Taunka camp out near the border of these lands. A dull spotlight spinning in the distance signified the alliance keep to the south, it was a good wide view of the landscape and he was almost thrilled to see it all at once.

A brisk chill of wind blew across the wolvar's neck and he shuffled out toward the launching pad where the windriders and their trainer were. The tauren female stared at him for a moment before speaking up. "So, you are the one I am to send to Dalaran?" She asked.

"Y-yes." He answered, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I was told that you have creatures capable of flying me there?"

"Yes. Come." She said as she turned coldly on one hoof and started toward a small collection of beasts in the corner.

Suel quietly followed her while simultaneously watching the creatures who watched as they approached from only a few yards away. She approached one with a green mane, though his mane appeared to have small strips of silver through it, age definitely had taken a lot of the sheen from his fur and he looked awkwardly askance at both his keeper and the wolvar who apporached behind her.

"This is Skywing." She said. "He will be yours for the trip."

"Him? But he's... he's so old." Suel said.

"He is my most experienced flyer." She said. "The others would sooner throw you and eat you, young Wolvar, as they aren't accustomed to your kind riding them. Skywing is a bit more indifferent and will take you where you need to go."

Suel put a hand on the beast's nose who sniffed it curiously. "But his snout is cold, his breath is erratic... I don't think..."

"Do not tell me by business." She said sternly. "He will deliver you there safely." She paused and put a hand on his neck, he craned it to look at her and rumbled softly. "Perhaps the rider master there can give you some medicine, I know you aren't feeling your best."

"Then why risk me riding him?"

"It is a cold that ails him." She said. "Nothing more. Now, either have him, or you will walk to Dalaran yourself."

Suel groaned a bit and nodded, handing her the two gold coin that he'd been given to pay for his trip. As she said, the tauren folded a small sheet of paper and placed it into a satchel at the beast's side, instructing him to show that to the landing master at Dalaran when they arrived. Soon, and trying to hold onto his stomach, Suel climbed onto the beast's saddle and they took to the air, suddenly blasting off the ground and falling several feet before the wyvern turned it into a graceful glide.

At first, the wyvern's movement was a bit dodgy. Swerving to the left, then banking to the right unexpectedly as it took several minutes for him to straighten his wings to fly in one strict pattern. Slowly, as the ride smoothed out, Suel began to finally relax and watched the ground sweep past them underneath. Suel pulled his cloak over him, shivering as the cold blast of wind kicked up, and they passed into the more unstable realm around Dragonblight.

"Well, y'know... this isn't bad." He admitted, patting the beast on the side of his head. "Here I was, worried that somehow I'd be in a lot of trouble riding you, but you seem to know where you're going. Don't you boy?" He said patting him assuredly as he sat up a bit.

He could hear Skywing's heart racing as the wind picked up around them, he was pushing a lot of what he had into confronting this storm, and on more than one occasion he had to hold onto his cloak just to keep it tied to him.

"HRNF!" The beast bellowed out suddenly, his entire body beginning to shake underneath the warrior as they swooped downward toward the ground.

"WAIT! Skywing! What are you doing?!" The beast grunted and suddenly pulled up again, obviously straining to maintain its altitude. "Okay, Skywing. Perhaps we should land here and see how you're doing? I have some medic-INE!" He felt the wyvern suddenly swing hard to the right, making the wolvar clamp his arms around its neck as he fell loosely to one side. He screamed in shock. "Skywing! Set us down!" He shouted.

Still the wyvern didn't heed what he was being told. Instead the wyvern began to climb higher in altitude as he proceeded to fly blindly into the white blizzard they suddenly found themselves in. "Sk-Skywing! Where are we going?" Suel could no longer see the ground below them, it was nothing but clouds and white snow that blanketed any sign that they were even headed in the right direction. Even Dalran, which should have been in sight by now wasn't visible as they flew. He felt the wyvern tilt to the right, and then to the left. His breathing had grown shallow, his heart rate however was through the roof, Suel could feel it beating against his ankles like a drum as he clutched to the beast, trying to straighten him out to fly right.

"I knew this was a bad idea." He said to himself as he felt the wyvern tilt a little bit more to the right, making the wolvar grasp against his body even tighter now. "Whoooooah!" He felt a sudden descent that almost took him clear out of the saddle. They were going down now, the wyvern had stopped moving on its own and his body was flapping almost like banners on the wind. "I hate it when I'm right!" He cried out as the fall grew faster. Thinking quickly, Suel kicked his leg up to spin himself onto the saddle and brought Skywing upright. Reaching down and grabbing his wings, the wolvar straightened them out to try and catch the wind currents now assaulting them with cold and snow. Suddenly, progress, he felt the air tuck up under Skywing's wings, and they started to level out.

WHUMP!

The dull impact of the deep snow sent Suel flying from Skywing's back. His face hit the ground first, then he rolled over and over for several feet before coming to a dead stop, staring up into the night sky, that only briefly showed itself from under the clouds before hiding itself again.

Recovering from the drop, Suel made his way to Skywing. The wyvern had crashed hard, his wings had both broken, his legs stuck up in the air as an unconscious muscle spasm kicked in briefly and the wyvern fell still again. It was a heart attack or something that had impared him, the crash may have finished him off, but Suel had no idea where they'd crashed, and no way of finding his way back in the blinding snow. He shivered as the bitter cold came in even harder as the snow had already begun to bury the beast in a blanket of white from which he'd never be seen again. Suel frowned, the loss of a beast, even a beast of burden saddened his heart. But he couldn't concentrate on that unless he wanted to join Skywing in death. He got up and looked around. His cape had been torn off in the crash, his shirt was in tatters and his loincloth threatened to pull itself away from him in these howling winds.

Suel got up and started to walk toward the mountains he seemed to have found himself in. The skies illuminated occasionally overhead with thunderstorms and the more Suel began to realize that Skywing had veered off course and they ended up crash landing in the Storm Peaks, a particularly frigid wasteland with little to no civilization around for many, many miles. With this storm coming up too, he suspected that a search wouldn't be able to even begin to look for the missing flyers until it had passed, which made him realize his chance to survive as extremely minimal. Narrowing his eyes, he could barely make out a hole in the rock face that he was approaching. A dark cave mouth where he may be able to ride out this weather and hopefully it would help him to survive until morning, or whenever this storm would pass him by.

Running to the cave, he didn't really think about the possibility until he was rushing through the mouth and he froze, nearly falling forward onto the stone floor; what if the cave was inhabited? Being a really bad choice for a hunting environment, he wouldn't be surprised if wolves or bears occupied many of the open recesses in the mountain. But as he peeked in a little more carefully, he could see from the mouth to the back of the cave mouth fairly easily. It didn't appear to have anything living in it at the moment. And carefully he stepped inside.

The wind still howled through the entrance of the cave, but it didn't come in, it merely blew past the entry, providing a fairly consistent soft whistling noise as it whipped around outside. Suel shivered, the cold outside had made its way in here, nothing had occupied this hovel in quite some time it seemed. His best chance would be to strip his clothing off and huddle in a corner to try and warm himself up. There was no wood to start a fire, and his clothes were too wet to be of any use against the elements. He laid them flat a few feet away from him and hunkered down, hugging his arms and curling his knees up against his chest.

Suel hadn't realized he'd drifted off to sleep. The sound of something clicking on the stone floor roused him and he trembled a bit as he looked up to see two creatures entering the cave. Bears, a massive brown beast and an even larger white one had entered the cave and were sniffing around Suel's clothing. Massive paws no more than six or seven inches away from him on either side, neither of the ursines seemed to notice or care about his existence there. As he happened to notice, Suel saw that both of the bears were male why they were traveling together was anyone's guess, usually bear males tended to bully each other away from things like caves or mates when it came down to it. The competition was fierce between them, but these two looked like they simply agreed to share this place.

The brown bear sniffed him, Suel's eyebrows raised in surprise as he got a rather generously warm lick across the muzzle from his warm, wet tongue. The other bear had curled up and laid hard down onto the floor, his butt shoving against the wolvar's leg. The other was a bit more accommodating, lying down with his head off to Suel's side and his massive body pressed closer to his front, warming him and blocking off the majority of the cold air flowing in through the mouth. At last, he felt warm and it was all thanks to these bears, which for some reason had developed an incredible trust in the wolvar. He had to keep reminding himself of this as he drifted off to sleep, somewhere in the back of his mind though, he was worried they might eat him as he slept.

A warm tongue ran along Suel's stomach, waking him up again. He'd slid down the wall and was lying on his back staring at the ceiling of the cave now. It appeared several hours had passed, the snow had slowed its dropping outside and a soft glow of an approaching sunrise slowly began to filter in on them. The polar bear had gone, leaving the brown bear behind. He could feel the warmth of his breath on his stomach, making him giggle in spite of his position as the bear's tongue slowly ran from the top of his loins all the way to his neck, again and again.

"Wh-what are you..." He moaned softly as the bear's tongue assaulted him again. Suel had gotten hard as a rock, and from what he could see the bear's thick based cock, which tapered off some near the tip was already in full arousal mode. He wasn't exactly sure what the bear smelled on him that attracted him so much, but Suel began to regret not having more of it. "Oh... you're g-good at that." He said. The bear raised his eyebrows and pressed his nose against the bulge of Suel's balls. He grunted a bit, and the bear took it as an approval before running his tongue along that as well. "Oohhh... wow..." He moaned as he felt the wet blackened tongue wrap around his cock in a long, seemingly endless lick. He hadn't really realized how long it had been since the last time this was done for him, he wasn't entirely ready for his orgasm to happen so quickly. "NNGH!" He whispered out as his back flopped against the ground. He saw an arch of cum shoot from his tip and splatter against his chest and his muzzle as he came. His fingers grabbed the ground as he soaked himself.

The bear seemed a bit surprised by this as well, leaning back a bit as he watched the wolvar cum on himself. He sniffed the air around the spending shaft and then began to lick at the cum spots covering his torso. Suel stifled a giggle, the bear's tongue tickled, but he couldn't help but notice the bear leaning in close, his cock and balls pressing against his own, an urgent sense of need becoming quite obvious as the brown bear began to slowly hump against his legs, thrusting blindly against the air as he lapped up the mess covering Suel.

Suel lifted his legs and scooted in under the beast, he could feel the tip wanting to enter him, but the bear couldn't exactly do it on his own. Suel pulled his legs back as far as they would allow him, and finally he could feel the bear's cock tip dipping down against his ring trying to penetrate him. Suel felt his own cock beginning to come back to life again as the bear realized what was happening and began to bring himself down harder, poking, then pressing into the wolvar's ass. Suel gasped and moaned as the bear began to fuck him. His massive claws on either side of the wolvar's head scratched against the stone floor as the wolvar's legs helped the bear plunge in deeper and deeper with each thrust.

Soon, the bear let out a rumble and cried out, echoing his voice through the cave as he came. Suel could feel the cum firing inside of him, then splash outside as his muscles forced the bear's cock out of his body. He moaned and panted, and soon the bear finished, his lunges slowing down quite a bit until he was slowly draining down the wolvar's ass. He then stepped back, leaving the wolvar to rest as he himself laid down only a few yards away.

That was when the polar bear came in. It stared at Suel and shook off the snow from his fur before walking over and sniffing him. Suel was feeling particularly submissive after the brown bear's fun with him, and he could see that the polar bear was developing an "ice cap" of his own. He allowed the bear to lick his muzzle and Suel turned over to spread his ass out for the beast. The bear took a moment, and then licked along the mess that his tail was making of the cum the first bear had left behind. Giving off a low rumbling roar, the bear moved in and wrapped his claws around the wolvar, scooting up to move himself into position. Suel placed his head onto the floor due to the bear's weight, and clearly the more experienced of the two, or the one with the better aim at least pushed his cock directly inward, penetrating Suel rather eagerly.

Suel cried out loudly and hummed in satisfaction as the bear began to mount him. The polar bear was thicker than his companion, and in this position he allowed himself to plunge even deeper than the brown bear had. Suel lustily licked his lips and used his fingers to help spread his ass apart. He could feel the bear fucking him so far inside that it felt like his stomach was filling to capacity. The bear was crushing Suel hard against the floor as he pounded in deeper and deeper until the two of them were practically one being. Then, giving a fevered and loud roar, the orgasm came.

It was enough to set Suel off for a second time, he heard his own fluids hitting the floor of the cave under him as a hearty explosion of warmth happened inside of him. The feeling swelled his stomach some, he cried out, their moans echoing loudly which only caused a glance of irritation from the other cave's occupant who turned over and fell back to sleep.

After the second beast had finished, he pulled himself out, causing a small torrent to trickle out of the male who then fell flatly against the floor, panting loudly as the polar bear laid next to him. After a bit, the brown bear did the same thing, lying down next to the wolvar, their body heat more than making up for the frigid temperature outside. Suel didn't know how long it would take for him to be rescued... but for the moment at least, everything was good.

THE END