Fandom: GouGou Sentai Boukenger

Title: "Original Sin"

Author: Trinity-chan

Theme: #24, "black"

Pairing: Satoru Akashi & Masumi Inou

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Masumi and Satoru are not mine. I wish they were.

Notes/Summary: Masumi was Satoru's original prey, you know.

Author's Notes: This was originally a five part series for the livejournal 5 True Loves Challenge, called "The Five Sins of Satoru Akashi". The Natsuki sin was published as a seperate story, "The Sweetest Sin" and the Sakura one got a revamp that will be eventually published here. But right now, it's just 4 sins.

Masumi Inou wasn't perfect to the eyes of many people. He was very thin and his teeth were what most people would call a mess. He was moody and disagreeable, and he tended to snap at people for no reason.

But to Satoru Akashi, Masumi was perfect in every way. He was perfectly delicious and delectable. He was perfectly vulnerable at times. And he was the perfect Prey for the insatiable Immortal Fang.

Almost from the moment they'd met, Satoru wanted to make Masumi all his. And he wasn't about to let anyone stand in his way on the night that he planned to claim his prize.

Satoru had it all planned out, right down to the very last detail. Souta, Sakura and Natsuki were all going to be as occupied as could be and Masumi would probably be alone in the salon, sulking because Natsuki wasn't available to assuage his loneliness.

Satoru was going to fill this void in his own special way. All he had to do was wait for the right moment to come his way. So, he sat in the salon, reading a book and watching the irritated Masumi for a moment, before making his move.

"Something bothering you Masumi?" Satoru asked casually.

"Why'd you have to send Natsuki out on some mission, Akashi?" Masumi asked. "Sakura and Souta can't protect her as well as I can. You know that."

"Don't be ridiculous, Masumi." Satoru said, placing down his book. "Natsuki is in perfectly capable hands. Souta and Sakura will take good care of her." Masumi looked so cute when he was pouting. "I've seen to that."

"I still don't trust you, Akashi." Masumi spat. "If anything happens to Natsuki, I'll…"

"You'll what?" Satoru prompted, moving closer to his prey, until he was inches away.

Masumi spat and stuttered and Satoru smiled, tracing his finger along Masumi's cheek.

"Come on now, Masumi, tell me. What will you do to me if something happens to Natsuki?"

The words couldn't come out of Masumi's mouth. He just stared at Satoru in shock and the hungry expression in Satoru's eyes grew more intense. By now, he looked as though he wanted to eat Masumi alive.

Never one to pass up an opportunity if it came right up to him, Satoru leaned in and gave Masumi an all consuming, spine tingling, highly arousing kiss that was sure to leave him short of breath.

Masumi was shocked, but only for about five or six seconds, before he found himself responding to the kiss and leaning in.

Satoru smirked and deepened the kiss. He had been expecting Masumi to fight him, but instead, Masumi was submitting to him. Oh, this was better than his wildest fantasy.

"Hmmmm…. so you swing both ways, don't you Masumi?" Satoru asked, pulling away slightly.

Masumi looked horrified at what he'd just done and pulled away from Satoru, slightly scared. "Don't do that, Akashi!" he cried. "I'm not like that!"

"You're not?" Satoru cocked his head to one side. "But then why did you respond if you didn't like it? You could have shoved me away and told me no, but instead you responded to my kiss. That means, that you liked it."

Masumi suddenly lunged at Satoru, wanting very much to beat him into oblivion, but Satoru caught him at it. Suddenly, Masumi found himself pinned to a wall of the salon and Satoru was holding his arms down.

"There is no prey that escapes my fangs, Masumi." Satoru murmured softly. "And that prey is you. So, as you can tell, I'm quite determined to have you."

Masumi struggled, but to no avail. Satoru was much stronger than him and he found that being pinned to the wall by Akashi was somewhat arousing. Realizing what he was feeling, he desperately tried to fight the emotions, to fight the lust that was swirling around within him, but it was all proving futile.

Satoru could tell that Masumi was on the verge of giving in to his desires and this just made him even more aroused than he had been already. Masumi was as good as his at this rate.

Satoru smirked and then, pulled Masumi out of the salon and dragged him towards his bedroom.

"Let's continue this somewhere much more private. I want to take my time with you." Satoru said as he pulled Masumi along towards his room.

Sometime Later

Only candles lit Satoru's bedroom and Masumi had to squint to make out the furniture. He could faintly make out a dresser, some tables, a chair, a clock and such, but he had to venture further to get to see the bed.

Suddenly, Satoru, who set his hands to work unzipping Masumi's jacket, embraced him from behind, kissing his exposed neck. Masumi froze for a moment, before leaning his head back and moaning softly.

Satoru smirked. Masumi obliviously couldn't resist him, and this just made him hotter. Quickly, he grabbed Masumi's Accellular and switched it off. There would be no interruptions this night. Then, he tossed Masumi's jacket aside before he turned the smaller young man around to face him and kissed him again.

This time, Masumi didn't even bother to fight. It seemed to be much easier to just give into his desires than to fight them. And Satoru liked it. What was the harm? It wasn't like the others were going to discover them anytime soon.

"That's right…" Satoru whispered, nipping at Masumi's shoulder blades. "Give into your desires." He then pushed Masumi onto the bed, grateful for his earlier purchase of black silk sheets. He thought Masumi looked perfect framed against the inky blackness of the sheets.

Black on black. Satoru thought, smirking. He looks more perfect than ever. He took a moment to admire the perfect view before crawling onto the bed, bring Masumi into his arms for a passionate kiss.

This kiss was different to Masumi. It was aggressive, possessive…even demanding. Everything about the way Satoru had been treating him, suddenly made him realize just how dominant the Fiery Adventurer truly was and how submissive he must be in Satoru's eyes. Normally, that would frighten him, but for some very strange reason, it just turned him on even more than Satoru's hot kisses, his warm caresses and the fact that he was lying in Satoru's bed did.

Satoru smirked as he began to disrobe. "Don't be afraid, Masumi," he murmured. "After tonight, you will be mine…all mine."

And even though he was wide eyed and completely afraid, the seductive tone in Satoru's tone made him shiver in delight.

He could hardly wait to be Satoru's.