He leaned in and kissed her hard, she returned it, digging her claws in his neck and letting him grab her ass to pick her up as she wrapped her one good leg around his body. He fumbled, trying to help her with the metal one but gave up and pushed her up against the tree he had been leaning on. Her back hit the bark the same time Jarrons hardness found its way between her legs and she groaned at the pain and pleasure. Jarrons' lips never left hers and she put her leg down to balance for a brief second, just long enough to break the kiss and leaned down, hooking her claws in his belt loops and pulling his pants down. As she stood, he picked her up again, slamming her against the tree and entering her sex with his own in one fluid motion. They both cried out, Evil at the fullness and Jarron at the tightness and they stopped, savoring the moment. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he began to thrust into her deeply. They needed this, the pent up anger, sadness and frustration between the two of them were released as Jarron began to climax hard and long, his fingers and claws digging into her bucking hips as he held on to her through her own orgasm, her sex milking him of every last drop. They stood locked together for a few more moments, breathing hard and trembling, bodies slick with sweat. The sun was beginning to rise as Evil leaned back against the tree and looked at his face. She was quiet for a minute, Jarron could tell she was sensing if Bane was awake and when she was satisfied he was sleeping and ok she motioned towards the ocean with her eyes. "Shall we cool off?" she asked. Jarron still hadn't withdrawn his hardness from her, nor set her down yet and he readjusted his hold on her, smiling and carried her to the beach, his every step and motion drawing another orgasm out of her. He gently lay her down in the surf, his own sex still not sated and with the waves rolling around them he dipped his head down to her breasts, taking each of her black nipples in his mouth in turn, he slowly began to thrust into her again. Getting more leverage in the new position he buried himself to the hilt, her soft skin creating such a delicious friction that he didn't last long, but then neither did she.