Fandom: GouGou Sentai Boukenger
Title: "Delicious Sin"
Author: Trinity-chan
Theme: #11 (surprise!)
Pairing: Satoru Akashi & Souta Mogami
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The characters of GouGou Sentai Boukenger do not belong to me. They belong to the nice people in Japan who make the show.
Summary: Satoru's next prey: ex-information spy Souta Mogami.
Souta was pretty to look at. Everyone he came in contact with seemed to think so. But to Satoru, the seemingly insatiable Immortal Fang, Souta was like a gourmet food dish: beautiful to look at and delicious as hell. Especially when he was wearing those tight black leather pants that seemed to mold to his body quite nicely.
Watching Souta move in those pants made Satoru's mouth water. And then he began to wonder just how well those pants fit on him. He would sometimes imagine them sliding slowly off his hips and into a black puddle on the floor.
But since such thoughts made him so hard it was painfully obvious, he saved them for when he was alone in bed at night. He wouldn't DARE make a move on Souta, anyway. He knew for a fact that, unlike the conflicted Masumi, Souta didn't swing both ways.
At least, that's what Satoru thought.
One afternoon, Satoru was quietly sitting in the salon, reading a book and trying not to think about Souta and those pants. But he couldn't help himself. He kept imagining Souta dancing in those things, moving his hips around and around, from side to side, up and down, up and down and those pants catching the light and casting beautiful shadows.
Just as Satoru was about to throw the book at a window out of sheer arousal and frustration, the elevator dinged and out walked the object of his lust, Souta, looking more delicious than ever in the pants.
He smiled at Satoru. "Hi, Chief." He said, sitting down with his computer at a table.
Satoru almost lost control of himself right then and there. Everything about Souta was beautiful and delicious. He was sex walking and Satoru wasn't sure how much longer he could hold himself back.
Souta looked up at Satoru for a moment before getting up and walking towards him. "Is something bothering you, Chief?"
'What makes you say that?" Satoru was desperately trying to control himself.
"You've been all jumpy lately. That's not like you, Chief. Normally, you're cool and calm and in control." Satoru's pulse was thundering in his ears so loudly that he could barely hear Souta's words. All he could focus on was watching those cute lips move. He wanted so badly to kiss those lips.
Satoru's mouth began to water again.
Souta smiled at the expression of desire and hunger that was burning in Satoru's eyes. He knew what that meant. He came right up to Satoru and bent over, peering into his eyes.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong with you, Chief?" Souta asked again.
Satoru was so close to the edge that it was maddening. He'd tried to fight back the raging storm of emotions and passion and desire that threatened to overwhelm him for as long as he could. But now, with Souta RIGHT THERE, he couldn't fight anymore.
Souta smiled, chuckled and then gave Satoru a deep, passionate kiss that was steal his breath away.
Inwardly, Satoru was thrilled. Souta was interested! This was better than every single guilty fantasy he'd ever had and when Souta pushed him back against the lounge and crawled on top of him, using his tongue to deepen the kiss.
For Satoru, it was too good to be true. It was far too wonderful to be some sort of crazy dream.
Souta chuckled as he pulled away a little. "Why, Chief, I never knew you had such feelings for me." He smiled. "How's this for a nice surprise?"
The Fiery Adventurer started at the High Up Adventurer for a moment. Resisting himself at this point was completely pointless and his brain had turned to mush.
So, he acted without thinking and he grabbed Souta, pulled him down again and kissed him hard.
It was one of those all consuming kisses that erased all rational thoughts and before Satoru had a grip on himself, he'd grabbed Souta and dragged him to his bedroom.
The next hour or so was a blur of kisses, caresses and the hurried stripping of clothing, right up until Satoru was face to face with those wonderfully tight black leather pants. He smirked at the evidence of Souta's desire and began to think of ways to get them off.
He pulled back and stared at them for a moment before leaning down and unzipping them…with his teeth, while his hands slowly slid them off Souta's hips. Souta smirked
"How long have you been wanting to do that?" Souta asked.
"How long have you been wanting to kiss me?" Satoru shot back.
Souta pouted. "I asked you fir…" Souta was promptly silenced by a low growl and a deep ravaging kiss from Satoru, who quickly regained his dominance over the situation.
Souta moaned at the assault. "Oh, Chief…"
Satoru chucked at Souta's moan. "Not Chief." He corrected. "Satoru."
Souta had never called Satoru anything BUT Chief, so using his actual name was sort of odd. "What?" He asked, breathless.
"Calling me Chief in front of the others is fine, but when it's you and me, you should call me by my real name. And that means calling me Satoru."
"Satoru…" Souta murmured the name softly, trying it out. "Satoru…"
"Mmm-hmm…Satoru." The Fiery Adventurer encouraged the High Up Adventurer. "I like the way you say it." He kissed Souta again, delighting in the loving sounds he made.
Souta moaned the name now, loving Satoru's ministrations. "Satoru…."
"And now, Sou Sou Souta, I am going to make you scream." Satoru promised huskily. "You're going to have to promise you'll scream real aloud, because I don't want to be the only one who hears it. I want the whole world to know that I've got you."
Souta was confused. "What?"
Satoru didn't say anything; he just bent his head down and took Souta into his mouth.
The very next thing that came out of Souta's mouth was just what Satoru wanted to hear.
"SATORU!"
Satoru couldn't help his smile Another successful capture for the Immortal Fang.
