Bristle sniffed the air eagerly, a familiar scent finding its way to his nostrils, a much anticipated visitor was coming. He pressed himself as close to the wall of his stall as he could, impatient for his guests' arrival.
Volibear made his way outside, the sharpness of the winter air trying, and failing, to affect him. He was not going to be swayed from his path. He was a bear on a mission. He made his way across the grounds at a leisurely pace, savoring the peace of the day. As he reached the crest of the hill, he saw his destination squatting in its shadow. Scant minutes later he stood at the doors of the stables that housed the menagerie that was the combined mounts and companions of the Champions, large enough that they required a dedicated building. As he pushed his way through the doors he smelled his prey in the distance. The Thunder's Roar increased his pace, eager to reach his destination now that he was so close. He followed a path that his feet knew so very well as the tantalizing, entrancing, aroma of his prey grew ever stronger. Soon he reached his goal, before him stood one final obstacle, a locked door.
The lock was too strong for him to break. The door, however, was not.
This last obstacle overcome, Volibear stood triumphant before his quarry, Bristle the boar. The musk in the air was almost overpowering this close, nearly thick enough to cut. The massive boar was already proudly presenting his prize, waiting for him to act. So he did, heaving his bulk up and onto the boar as he prepared to jam his throbbing bear cock into the boar's all too willing asshole. Bristle squealed in pleasure, overjoyed to have his thirst quenched, while Volibear growled, giving voice to his own pleasure as he sated his own desires. There were not many who could take his prodigious knob, though many had tried. Willump, Hecarim, Cho'gath, and Alistar had all tried and failed to accommodate his girth. Where they had failed Bristle was succeeding and destroying any reservations he might have had about the boar's resilience. Volibear sped up, pounding with frantic levels of energy into his partner's tight bunghole, seeking his release with ever increasing fervor. Bristle was already at his limit, and this new burst of energy pushed him over the edge. Sejuani's faithful mount coated the floor of his stall in his cum with a loud grunt of overwhelming joy, as the Thunder's Roar ravaged his ass with still increasing speed. He was close now, so very close to his limit, gripping his partner's sides hard as he drew closer and closer to the edge. Finally he came, with a loud roar, coating Bristle's insides with his seed. Exhausted as he was, Bristle gave a squeal at the feel of the hot fluid now coating his most intimate, innermost area. Volibear stayed hilted in the boar for several seconds as his orgasm ran its course, and as he receded from the heights of pleasure, he withdrew his cock and fell to the side, spent.
Missed by both parties involved, was the large amount of static generated by their fur during this session of frantic lovemaking , it had been building up since the start and was eager for its own release. As Volibear settled his bulk down beside Bristle he unknowingly brushed a loose nail in the floor. The static seeing its escape route immediately shot from the boar, to the bear, and into the nail. In the process Volibear's innate powers amplified the charge and instead of a harmless, if painful, shock came a raging bolt of uncontained raw power, frying both Bristle and the unprepared Volibear to a crisp, setting the stable alight and killing everything and everyone inside.
The End