Outlaw Star Fan Fiction ❯ Summer In Blue Heaven ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Hello everyone! I have a one-shot that I hope you all will enjoy whether you are a fan of this couple or not. And I lied, I will have more stories out if something interests me…hopefully more one-shots that I don't have to continue…lol.

 

WARNING!! Contains heavy sexual content and language.

 

This one-shot is an Outlaw Star lemon fic with Aisha/Jim, if you are under 18, can't stand the couple together, or if you are disturbed by lemons, please leave now before you can find anything that offends you even more!

 

 

A Blue Heaven Summer

 

 

 

Jim fanned his face with a hand and sulked down on the table. Today was even hotter than yesterday had been. And the stupid air conditioner wasn't working again. To make it even worse, there was no work anywhere. No ships or vehicles to be fixed, the XGP had been fixed a dozen times by Jim due to boredom so there were no starboard grappler to fix, or transmissions to replace, nothing to deliver…Fred was out on vacation for the whole summer and they didn't receive any contacts for possible odd jobs they could do around Blue Heaven.

 

 

Also…no bounties.

 

 

The young computer genius closed his eyes and let himself drift off. Starwind and Hawking Enterprises had been virtually bankrupt for the better part of the year and now they were simply relying on Fred Luo for support. It had been almost five years since the occurrence with the Galactic Leyline, and for a while, their lives had been steady, living off of small bounties and odd jobs, but for some odd reason, during most summers, they barely had work and nothing to do. This summer was the worst of all.

 

 

Jim groaned before giving a loud sigh and glanced up from his position on the table, gazing absentmindedly. His azure eyes drifted up to where a certain Ctarl-Ctarl was lying comatose on the couch with a small drop of drool sliding down the side of her mouth.

 

 

His gaze moved from her sleeping face, slowly down to the rest of her body. Through that skimpily cut white t-shirt Aisha was wearing, Jim could see her sharp nipples sticking out through the thin fabric and the lower curves of her tanned mounds peeking from the bottom of the shirt. Her taut stomach was beaded with sweat from the heat, along with her neck and face. The shorts she was wearing rode up her crotch, making it very hard for the young boy to breathe. Jim swallowed hard. He didn't know if it was the heat, his hormones, or maybe even some latent feelings he had for the more mature woman, but he was rapidly becoming much hotter and much more bothered watching her chest heave than with the humidity.

 

 

He forced himself to look away, but he felt loins stir from just the thought of the Ctarl-Ctarl's body bare in front of him.

 

 

Stupid hormones…it's Aisha for God's sake! This isn't natural! he scolded himself. Still, his forming hard-on didn't seem to want to listen. Jim quickly rushed upstairs to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

 

 

Those urges to screw Aisha had been coming more often than not ever since he went through puberty. It had been a little crush before that he hoped to be rid of by the time he was old enough to realize what a slob the Ctarl was, but unfortunately, he couldn't shake it.

 

 

He imagined taking her at any random place…like on the kitchen stove. He shut his eyes imagined shoving his hard rod into her as her back slammed against the stove knobs over and over again, wrapping her long legs on around his back.

 

 

Jim turned the cold water knob until the water began pounding down into the sink. He shoved his hands under the faucet and began splashing the icy fluids against his face.

 

 

This isn't going to work… he thought to desperately. Maybe if he got laid just once he wouldn't think about sex as much as he did. Maybe he got it from Gene, or maybe it had something to do with hearing Mel and Gene go at it almost every night in the bedroom next door to his. The pounding walls, the screaming, the moaning, the talking. Gene had finally influenced innocent, little Melfina into talking dirty. Even in this weather, he couldn't understand how they didn't get turned off by the body heat with the mossy weather they've been having lately. But every night it didn't seem that they minded the heat at all and Jim couldn't help but get off on the sounds. Unfortunately, he had no woman to satiate his sexual agitation and had to resort to masturbating as he listened to the noises the two made.

 

 

He pulled off his clothes immediately, wondering if an ice cold dip in the tub would do anything for him. He dumped his clothes on the ground and plugged the drain as he let the cold water cascade down his bare back.

 

 

Don't think of Aisha, don't think of Aisha, he begged himself. He looked down at his hardened penis. The damn thing couldn't stay down for a second, even while the iciness of the water was running along his skin. Jim reached down and stroked it. He closed his eyes, feeling the sharp hit of pleasure pulsate through his body.

 

 

Aisha…

 

 

The crude, bad mouthed, rough, dangerous Aisha. He couldn't remember the first time he started developing feelings for her, but it had been there for a while now. He kept it a secret even from Melfina, sometimes watching the Ctarl-Ctarl when he thought no one was looking.

 

 

Plus, he never noticed how hot she was. The woman had curves like no one he'd ever seen in his life. She was the epitome of a hormonally imbalanced teenage boy's sexual fantasy. He closed his eyes as he began fantasizing of the dark skinned Ctarl woman, thrusting his hips at his hand. He ran his hand through the length, imagining the penis inside her warm entrance rather than moving through his fingers.

 

 

Oh gods… he thought as his organ began feeling ultra-sensitive.

 

 

“Taking a bath so early in the day, kid?” Jim heard a familiar voice inquire. Jim immediately released his penis and froze, his eyes slowly moving up to where the figure of a woman was leaning against the doorframe, arms folded.

 

 

“Ai-Aisha—that door was supposed to be locked!” Jim found himself stammering.

 

 

Aisha gave a toothy grin. “Hmm,” she replied, taking a step inside the bathroom and kicking the door shut. Jim's eyes widened as he watched her lock the door. “Now it's locked.”

 

 

“What are you doing?” the 17-year-old asked, attempting to cover himself up inside the tub. His heart was beginning to hammer painfully in his chest. It felt as if it would break through his ribs and through his chest. This was definitely going into the books as one of his most embarrassing moments.

 

 

“You've been acting really jumpy lately, kid, what's up?” she asked, lowering herself to the ground, resting her elbows on her knees as she got down on her haunches. She sat her chin down on her hands and gazed up at the boy. He felt sweat beading along his hairline.

 

 

“I'm trying to take a bath! Can't you leave me alone Aisha?” Jim snapped turning his back on her, hoping that would make her leave the bathroom so he could wallow in his embarrassment.

 

 

“Are you masturbating?” she inquired, the tone of her voice almost teasing. Jim's entire body stiffened when he heard the soft sounds of her feet on the floor as she approached him.

 

 

“Ju-just go away!!” he attempted, but the woman was stubborn.

 

 

“Come on, let me help you out. What are friends for, eh?” she asked, lifting the scanty t-shirt up, allowing her firm breasts to fall out. Jim gulped with difficulty. Her breasts were so bare… “Do you want to touch them?” He blinked as he watched the large mounds move closer toward him.

 

 

As she walked up to the tub, she unzipped her shorts, letting them slide down her long legs, until she stood there with only the triangle of cloth covering her crotch. Everything was going so fast, Jim could feel a head rush coming. He forgot about his nakedness and tried to move as far back into the tub as he could as the Ctarl-Ctarl approached him, almost completely and utterly naked. From the end of the tub where she stood, she leaned over cautiously and looked down at his penis.

 

 

Jim looked up from her eyes then down to his crotch. He immediately covered his genitalia with his hands. “Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing!?” he cried out in embarrassment, his face coloring to a dark shade of red.

 

 

“Not bad. You're pretty large for a human,” she commented, ignoring his panicky antics.

 

 

Then, the instant Jim opened his mouth to speak, Aisha lunged forward, grabbing his chin and pulling his face toward her in a searing kiss. Jim found himself reacting quickly, his mouth moving against hers as their kiss became less chaste and more animalistic. Aisha stepped into the tub, her breasts rubbing against his chest. Jim groaned at the feeling of her nipples graze his skin lightly. Aisha on the other hand, gasped at the contact, pressing up more against him.

 

 

“Shit!! This water's fucking cold, what were you thinking?”

 

 

“I wasn't thinking anything!” Aisha gave him a skeptical look but continued to rub against him, watching his eyes close at the warm contact.

 

 

It had been so long since she'd last gotten laid, and now this hormonally deprived teen was exactly what she needed. She was beginning to think the cold water in the tub was the perfect touch for what she had in store for him that afternoon.

 

 

“Aisha, I don't know if this is—“

 

 

“Shut up! Do you want to fuck me or not? Because if you don't want to, I can find this somewhere else,” the Ctarl scolded. Even when it came to sex, Aisha was so forceful and demanding. Strangely, it turned him on even more.

 

 

“But what about the others? What if they come back soon?” Jim asked, interrupting the mood once more. Aisha smirked, knowing just a way to shut him up. She grabbed his dick and began stroking it playfully, causing Jim's eyes to roll back. His hands grasped the sides of the tub until his knuckles turned white, his legs spread and his hips thrusting. Aisha chuckled at his little antics and began giving him the best hand job he'd ever received…not that he had anything to compare it to.

 

 

The last time he had been close to sex was when he and Gene went to go arrest a bounty that was spending some time at a whorehouse. One of the women looked about his age. Her name was Aiko. She seemed so lonely and sad when he talked to her, but soon found out that she was at the whorehouse by choice. She loved pleasuring particular men…and he happened to be one of them.

 

 

He quickly left her before they went beyond “fooling around.” And now…out of the blue Aisha wants sex? Especially from *him*? Maybe the heat really was getting into their brains. Jim felt his eyes sink to the back of his head as she pleasured him to no end with her thrusting techniques and teasing. She'd stroke him then move on to jacking him off. He felt like he would die at the moment. Aisha was just glad she got him to shut up.

 

 

She watched his cute little face. He'd really grown up since the incident with the Galactic Leyline. He'd grown up to be a good 5'8 and growing. His facial features were slim and more defined than when he was younger. His hair was also styled differently, a little longer, almost past his eyes in the front. But his eyes…they were still the same almond shaped dark azure they'd always been. He was becoming especially attractive to the young ladies of Blue Heaven. Some would visit the repair shop to get some things fixed, but in reality they were only there to see the new heartthrob. Plus, he matured even more than he already was…but he learned when to have fun and when to be serious, so his life seemed more balanced.

 

 

Even Aisha couldn't help but notice this difference.

 

 

But at the present moment…he didn't know how to react to all this. He didn't know if he wanted to stop Aisha from her ministrations, especially since it felt so damn good, but he couldn't very well allow her to continue without knowing where they stood.

 

 

“Aisha—“ Aisha ignored him, stroking him to the point of an orgasm. Jim forced himself to call her again. “Aisha!”

 

 

“What!?” Aisha growled irritably as she stopped moving her hand. She looked up at him.

 

 

“Why are you doing this?”

 

 

Aisha smiled. “You know why.”

 

 

He shook his head with such innocent naïveté that it almost seemed to contradict their current physical position. The Ctarl-Ctarl was kneeling in front of him in the tub, her hand still hovering above his painfully hardened penis, while he was slouched against the tub, legs wide.

 

 

“I do?”

 

 

“Jim,” she began. “Are you really that dense? I've seen you eye me before…I don't know if it's just sexual or not, but I knew there was something going on with you…and there has been something going on with me for the better part of this year—“

 

 

Jim shifted from his position. “What do you mean by `the better part of this year'?”

 

 

“Gods, Jim! You fucking talk too much!” Aisha growled, attacking him once more with her hand. Jim nearly screamed in surprise, but bit down on his tongue hard.

 

 

“You…have—have to tell…me,” Jim groaned as he began sinking back into the tub, his eyes screwed shut.

 

 

“I have a little thing for you…' she whispered before kissing him again, her tongue thrusting itself into his mouth. He moaned, absently moving his hands to her large breasts, until he felt her nipples. Aisha squealed at the contact and began kissing him with much more force than before. This time, Jim attacked her back, returning the kiss just as fiercely. The tongue wrestle lasted a couple minutes until the two became bored with their position.

 

 

Jim scooted forward as Aisha pulled her legs around his back, her center just inches away from his throbbing penis.

 

 

“Wait,” Aisha said, pulling away from their warring kiss.

 

 

“What?” Jim asked, a little dazed from the “make-out” session.

 

 

“I want to suck you.”

 

 

Jim was taken aback by this statement, partly because he'd never had a blow job before, and partly because he was a virgin with little experience with how to treat someone whose mouth was coating his penis.

 

 

“Aisha…do you really think this is a good idea? Our relationship will change after this…I'm thinking…”

 

 

“Fuck yeah I want to do this! I've been waiting so long, but you never made a move…so I guess I had to. This was the perfect opportunity to see if you'd do something like this with me, since I know you're still a virgin.” Jim blushed horribly at this comment, feeling a little under-experienced.

 

 

“So…you don't care?”

 

 

“I think it's better that way. I get to teach you things you'll never learn using that hand of yours,” Aisha whispered as her head moved down, covering Jim's view of his arousal. His eyes immediately squeezed shut, while his mouth fell open at the feeling that suddenly shot throughout his body. He could feel the blood rushing down to the organ Aisha had her mouth around.

 

 

“Oh gods…”

 

 

Aisha grinned as she licked the tip before stroking under the length with the end of her tongue. He moaned and put his hands on her head, suddenly having the urge to plunge her head lower so that she had his entire length in her mouth. He winced when he felt her fangs scratch the sensitive skin. Strangely, he enjoyed it.

 

 

“Faster,” he whispered through gritted teeth. Aisha began moving her mouth faster along his rod, delving in the taste and smell of the organ in her mouth. She inhaled his scent, feeling more and more aroused each time he pushed her head down. Jim screwed his eyes shut as he began thrusting at her upon feeling his orgasm coming, his hands shoving her face into his penis until he felt his semen blast into her mouth. She deep throated him, drinking ever last drop of Jim's fluids. She felt herself getting wet and squirmed in her position.

 

 

She slowly sat up, wiping her mouth with her arm before sitting back with him in the tub, arms rested over end. “Gods you taste good. It's always like that with a virgin.”

 

 

Jim was still breathing heavily from what he'd just experienced. He looked up at Aisha after her comment, feeling slightly upset. So she'd done this before…and it hadn't been with him. He found himself becoming jealous of the first person she'd been with, and whoever she'd been with after that.

 

 

“Hey, you all right, Jim?”

 

 

Jim stood from the tub as Aisha looked up at him wonderingly.

 

 

“You know, I'm not the only one who's dense.” Aisha quirked a brow in his direction as she stood up, angrily to follow him.

 

 

“What is that supposed to mean!?” she growled. Jim shook his head and grabbed her arm, dragging her to where the sink was and lifting her onto it. Aisha winced, feeling the faucet scratch her back. “Jim!? What the fuck are you doing?”

 

 

Jim cupped her mounds, stroking the sensitive nipples as she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut. She forgot what she was saying, instead concentrating on the way this kid was making her feel.

 

 

“I may be a virgin, but I have an idea about what to do,” Jim told her. He grabbed her slender hands and entwined his fingers with hers, pushing them against the mirror over the sink as he covered her left breast with his mouth. He bit down delicately, receiving a gasp from the silver-haired beauty. He moved onto the other breast and began doing the same thing he did with the other one, seeing what kind of reaction he got from it. He smirked, knowing how to make her feel vulnerable.

 

 

He licked the center of the hardened nipple, then began sucking on it. “Oh Jim! Fuck me-fuck me now!!”

 

 

He released her right hand and pulled off her soaking wet panties, dumping them on the floor. He positioned himself between her legs. It was still a bit nerve-wracking as he looked between her legs at her retracting wet opening since he had never done the act before.

 

 

Then again, he was anticipating finally losing it to the woman he loved…even if she might not love him back. He looked down at his already stiffened penis and stepped closer to Aisha, grasping her thighs before plunging himself into her.

 

 

“JIM!!” she screamed. He thrust into her slowly at first, teasing the Ctarl woman to no end as she attempted to wrap her legs around his waist. He prevented her from doing so, holding the thighs apart as he plunged his wet penis into her opening, lazily, and provoking anger in the woman. “Fuck—go faster!” she begged, grasping the back of his hair tightly, moaning in his ear.

 

 

Jim's eyes rolled to the back of his head, knowing he wouldn't be able to keep up at this pace any longer. He quickened his pace, ramming it in harder and quicker than before, pushing her back into the wall while she screamed and grunted. He ground his teeth together as he shoved, feeling her inner walls clench against his hard length.

 

 

Gods…Aisha, if you keep doing that…oh fuck… the young boy thought, feeling his legs begin to wobble beneath him. Still he continued on, resting Aisha's legs on his shoulders as his pace quickened all the more. With her legs free, she squeezed the penis, causing a deep moan from deep within Jim's throat.

 

 

“Unh—“ he grunted, driving himself into her with more force than before. Aisha could feel an orgasm coming…it was coming and she couldn't wait for it. Her eyes were plastered shut as she panted heavily. Jim yanked her hips against him as she bucked, arching her back. He felt her large breasts rub against his chest feeling every sexually sensitive part of his body become all the more acutely sharpened.

 

 

“Make me…cum…do it HARDER…” Aisha hissed. “Oh gods…oh Jim…Jim…” He did what he was told, shoving himself so deeply and so roughly inside her, he thought he'd be lodged in there. Yet he continued, until he felt the throbbing of his sex become so unbearable from the painful orgasm that was coming so rapidly even Jim felt like screaming.

 

 

He felt it and shuddered as he the second, agonizing orgasm finally assaulted their bodies. This time, Aisha's wet center was causing it. He began impaling her brutally as she scratched his back raw, until he felt that he had his seed planted so deep inside her it made her scream in, not only pleasure, but callous pain. She did just that, as he cried out from the mix of pleasure from his manhood and the pain from her claws.

 

 

Aisha, unaware of what she was doing to him, came just as quickly, her wetness dripping down along his length, grinding against him as wave after wave seized their bodies, until finally, the feeling subsided.

 

 

Jim slumped down against her, his face resting at the valley of her breasts, his warm breath tingling Aisha's sensitive skin. He was still inside her, too exhausted to remove himself.

 

 

“Wow…that was amazing,” Aisha cooed, laying her cheek against the top of his head.

 

 

Jim could only nod in agreement, struggling to keep his legs from giving out under him. They were still delving in the aftermath of their activities, but in the back of Jim's mind, he was still upset with the fact that Aisha probably didn't want to be more than just sex buddies.

 

 

The thought made him decide it was finally time to move. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Aisha followed and pulled her shirt back over her top. She looked down at her underwear. It was probably not a good idea to wear it again.

 

 

She looked at the back of Jim's head. He was awfully quiet. “Hey kid, what's wrong?”

 

 

“Nothing,” he mumbled.

 

 

Then it struck her. She knew what he was thinking because she had been thinking about the same thing for so long now. She walked up from behind him and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close to her.

 

 

“You know…I'm thinking, what we did back there was pretty nice… I mean, as a couple, it wouldn't be crime to keep doing stuff like that,” she said, kissing his cheek gently before pulling away to continue to dress.

 

 

Jim turned slowly to face her. “Oh come on, Aisha! You don't have to do this for me.”

 

 

“I'm not. It's for me too. You know, you're not going to be the only one in this relationship,” she said with a lopsided smile.

 

 

Jim shook her head. “Gods…this is so unlike you.”

 

 

“You too! You should be studying or playing outside.” He gave her a playful glare. “You're still a kid you know. I'm going to have a lot of things to teach you.”

 

 

Jim chuckled at this and looked up into her emerald eyes. Usually, it annoyed him when she called him kid, but in this case, he couldn't help but be mildly amused. He smirked deviously, noting that she still wasn't finished dressing.

 

 

“Well, you know since we have nothing to do in this hot weather, you might as well teach me some of these things…” he said, walking up to the Ctarl woman who was wearing only that ridiculously revealing shirt. She returned the smile.

 

 

“My pleasure…” she whispered as their mouths met in a fervent kiss.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Hehe…never thought I'd make one with them… So what'd you think?