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The Mouth of Taboo	By : WhiteMacabre Category: S through Z > Treasure Planet Views: 2203 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Jim Hawkins or Sara Hawkins or Treasure Planet. Disney does. I don't profit from the writing of this story. Nor do I own or profit from the listed songs.

Chapter List
- 1-The Mouth of Taboo
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You were so excited today. And you had every right to be. As you straightened your loose yet flattering tunic top, you smiled gleefully at your reflection. Outside you heard the low whooshes of air ships and air boards. Shimmying into your favorite pair of boots, a knock sounded on your front door. Stifling a giggle, you raced down your stairs and all but flung the door open. Sunlight blinded you momentarily but you quickly recovered, eyes stinging. Standing at your doorstep, with an almost bashful smile stood Jim Hawkins, the son of Sara who owned the Benbow inn up the road. His short, sexy brown locks fell into huge blue eyes. Your heart skipped at the sight of him. He was wearing his usual black jacket and baggy pants, the perfect attire for some air boarding.
�Hey, so a�you ready?� His smooth voice asked while he rubbed his neck. His hands were strong and calloused from hard labor at the inn, but you liked them that way.
�Yup, been ready since this morning!� you too eagerly said. �Wait, shouldn�t you be at school or work? Not goofing off with an older woman like me?� You smirked, �you don�t want the police finding you AGAIN.�
This brought a cherry blush to the tanned cheeks, �ahem�well, if we leave now they might not get a chance to find me. My ass is all but in Juvy hall.� Giving you a small smile, Jim extended his hand to you.
Biting your lip, you gently took it and relished in the warmth that surrounded you. Jim�s eyes quickly scanned your body, taking in your figure hiding deliciously behind the loose top. He took note of how your breasts appeared underneath the flimsy cloth. Swallowing, the 15 year old pulled you outside and waited for you to lock your door. Now his famous smirk came forth as he observed the fine shape of your bottom. The tights you wore accented it to his full enjoyment. (That�s precisely why you chose to wear them today) Once the portal to your home was secure and sound, you spun around and gave a grin, �Let�s go.�

The wind whipped your hair and the clouds tickled your neck and shoulders. Closing your eyes, you let the sky and wind take to far away places and dreams. Your laughter rang like music with each dup, spin, and dive. Jim expertly maneuvered the air board behind you, watching you with a kind smile. He loved taking you with him on his excursions. The way the sunlight hit your skin, hair and eyes stirred up something hot within him. His hands pulled the ropes , angling the sail to catch the breeze. Extending your arms wide, you felt like you were truly flying, high into the stars. You knew about Jim and his reputation with flying illegally. Just the simple fact that you were three years older was a risk in and of itself. You were a respectable artist in the town, yet you were drawn to the dark haired bad boy. And he to you, the two of you spent time with each other whenever the opportunity arose. His mother already suspected the two of you were sleeping together, that you stole his innocence away. As if he was not a misguided teen enough. You liked his mother, she reminded you of yours. How she was a single parent, struggling to make ends meat. But you couldn�t change the way you felt about her handsome, suave son. You had developed a crush on him. And that was something that was not supposed to happen. Ever since the two of you met, Jim always spent his free time at your house, talking about his dreams and Treasure Planet. You thought it adorable and hugged him often for it. Then one day that simple relationship ended, when Jim turned to say something else about the fantastic planet and your lips touched. The kiss was soft, timid. A mistake.
You blushed and blinked rapidly, �J..Jim, damn I�m sorry,� you stuttered back peddling the hug. The blue eyed boy stared at you, a tingling sensation still on his thin lips. Wanting more of the feeling, Jim leaned forward and sealed your mouth once again. This time, the boy�s lips were more forceful, wanting. Feeling your insides melt, you gave in and kissed back. He smelled like the air and metal. It was then that you became all too aware of the hard muscles, strong arms and firm hands. Hands that gripped your upper arms, holding you fast. After a bit, Jim pulled away, face flushed and his eyes clouded with arousal. You saw his well built chest heave with his pants, and let a smile show.
�Jeeze Jim, you ok? It was only a kiss.�
�My first,� came a low reply. You sat back wide eyed, �No way, that was such an experienced kiss! Are you screwing with me? Seriously that was your first?�
The look that Jim gave you made your heart race. Those large eyes looked at you with such longing and insecurity. �Tell you what, breath not a word, and this will be our little secret.�
Jim stood and embraced you tightly, �Sounds good to me.�

That was a week ago. And now the two of you were alone, in the air, with no one around for miles. Another flip had you giggling, and clinging to Jim. Your ample chest pressed into his back, which he acutely felt. The brunette gulped and shifted the ropes to take you to veer left.
�Hey, (y/n) wanna try?� Jim offered holding the lines to you.
�Really? I can?� you walked in front of him and held the sail�s lines. �Wow! This is so cool!� you exclaimed.
Jim, shifty, crafty Jim, spread his legs a tad wider and brought his right arm around you, �Here let me show you.� His hand covered yours gently as he directed you. His breath was moist and tantalizing on your neck, damn him!. He tricked you into operating this machine on purpose! �Yes, a little to the right, just like that.� His voice was silky in your ear.
Pressing up against you, Jim inhaled your perfume. The wind ruffled your clothes and hair, as if trying to bring the two of you closer. Jim noticed a bare spot where your locks bore your long neck to him. Jim brought his mouth closer to your goose pimpled flesh and ghosted his lips across your skin. You gasped and let go of the lines, �Ahh! Jim!�
Quick handed he was, for he gripped the ropes and worked them to compose the shifting machine.
�I got it!� He said, the mood ruined. You sighed deeply and felt incredibly stupid that you started like that.
�I think we should land, there is a field nearby that I go to be alone sometimes.� Jim, still caging you against the lines, brought the air-board safely to the lush ground. The two of you remained quite for what seemed like hours. Jim fidgeted with his jacket, which he took off and placed on the baseboard.
�Look, what happened back there, I�m sorry.� He started.
�No! It was my fault, I should not have let go of the ropes.� You turned to face him. His angular jaw and neck were glistening with sweat.
�Jim, what you did, I thought that was over,� you looked down at your feet.
�Yeah, so did I. But it�s..I don�t know! I planned this whole trip so I could be alone with you! I know that to you it was just a simple kiss�a mistake as you put it, but it wasn�t that way for me,� he walked towards you now with slow accentuating steps, � it meant something to me. Something special and I wanted to have that again.� Jim stood before you, eyes full of determination.
�C�mon Jim, it�s bad enough that your mother thinks I�m sleeping with you. Do you know what she will do to me if she were to ever find out about this crush you have on me? She�ll have the cops on MY ass!�
�this crush?� Jim repeated as if assimilating the words.
�Yes, this crush, this puppy love you have for me. That kiss was nothing, Jim. It was a mistake.�
Then, faster that you could process, Jim had you braced on the grass under him. He straddled your hips, your arms up beside your head.
�Jim! What the hell are you doing!?� You hissed, trying to get up. The boy was strong and did not budge.
Instead he kissed you. His lips moved hard against yours, seeking an opening. You twisted your head away, leaving your neck open for his assault. Jim moved to the pale column and planted kisses along your flesh. Sighing with guilty pleasure, you arched into his mouth. His lips felt so good, like a man�s. your eyes slowly opened to stare at a yellow flower by your wrist, your only witness. Jim kissed and nibbled on your collar bone, sucking gently at the junction of neck and shoulder. This caused you to let out a tiny moan, a sound that made him stop and sit up.
�What�s wrong Jim?�
�Nothing, just, if we go any further��
You raised an eyebrow and sat up on your elbows, �Jim----Are you a virgin?�
If any human could acquire the shade of red that developed on a ripe summer tomatoes, then that was Jim Hawkins. Seeing this tough, delinquent boy blush so extremely revived an old raging fire inside of you�one you had to quell. Smirking evilly, you bucked your pinned hips into his crotch. You were delighted to feel a distinctive hardness through the baggy pants and began to rotate your hips in circular motions. It was like a demon possessed you and threw away any logical thoughts about the situation you were in. Jim, meanwhile was gasping and trying to match your undulations. His trousers felt like iron around him and he needed to be rid of them. The grass felt like blades of hot pleasure beneath you two, and you nimbly pushed him onto his back. The blue eyed boy bucked up into you, but you held his writhing hips down.
�Ah, Ah, ah, now it�s my turn,� you raised his black shirt and licked a path down his well formed abs and stomach.
Jim gasped and moaned, his smooth voice ringing nicely in your ears.
�You are still too young for me to you know.�
Jim chuckled at your choice of words, and reached up to stroke your face. Such a mature gesture made you nuzzle into his touch.
�Ahh! If only you were three years older! Then I�d really make you work,� you sighed irritated while kissing his hand.
The flames licked your insides upon contact with his erection , well~ he might not be old enough for SEX sex, but you couldn�t let him go home with this. His mom would surly have the police on your front step.
�Take off your pants,� you told him. Jim, slightly confused by your change of heart, quickly undid his belt and shimmied out of his constricting trousers. Now he was only in his undergarments, with you still on top of him. Wordlessly, you slid off of his hips and nestled between his legs.
Bells rang loudly in his head as Jim spread them farther apart to accommodate you. Deftly, all the while grinning at the panting boy, you agonizingly tugged on his undergarments, dragging them tortuously over his arousal. As the cool day air hit him, Jim hissed and bucked. You lightly slapped his belly and looked down at his pretty impressive length.
�Hmmmm,� you mused. Making sure he was watching, you brought your lips to him and gently kissed the shaft.
�Holy shit!� Jim threw his head back onto the grass. You giggled and flicked your tongue out to tease the tip.
Jim groaned and gasped wondrously. Already, pearly white liquid formed at the head, spilling out and down the organ. You laughed inside at his youth.
�you�re spilling? That will change as you get older and learn to control it.� You took him full into your moist cavern, relishing in the unbridled quakes Jim gave.
Hi was big, a decent size, perhaps a bit big for his age but that didn�t deter you at all. Humming a soft tune, your tongue wound its way around the hot flesh, stroking it and caressing it. Reaching up, you played with the erect buds on his fine chest. Kneading them and pulling with each suck. Jim�s screams of pleasure echoed in the vacant field. His skin was pink with lust, his eyes half-lidded with ecstasy. He arched up like a bow as the sensations increased, your lips and mouth bringing his essence further from the depths of his body. You sucked hard on the tip, lapping up any fluid that escaped. Jim gripped your hair and preceded to thrust into your mouth.
�Ahhh!� came a sexy moan. You smiled around his length, nibbling on the pulsing vein. It wouldn�t be too much longer. His fluid came more often with each suck and lick.
Thrashing wildly, Jim�s thrusts violently yielded to a rush of hot, sticky liquid. His essence filled your cavern and trickled down your lips. You swished the white lava around, tasting him completely before you swallowed. You gave his flaccid length a few more sucks to clean it off for good measure. After giving it a tender kiss, you nibbled a path back up to his neck, biting and suckling. Jim was in such a euphoric high, he did not realize that you had finished. You hungrily attacked his lips, letting him taste himself.
�C�mon Jim, we have to get back�you�re mother is probably needing your help at the inn.�
Reluctantly Jim rose and dressed, his hands and knees trembling. Coming to stand behind him, you embraced the boy and nuzzled his neck and ear, �This you cannot tell to anyone. I will get into trouble.�
Jim straightened and tilted his head, �Mmmm, trust me, my lips are sealed.�

�Jim! Where were you today! I needed you in the kitchen!� Sara Hawkins hollered at the smiling boy.
�I was out mom.�
�You weren�t seeing that girl were you? Jim, she�s 18! You�re 15�
�MOM please! I was not at her house ok? When will you believe me?� Jim, in a huff stalked up the wooden stairs to his room. Once safe, he removed his jacket and brought a hand to his neck, wincing slightly at the fresh purple and black bruise.
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