Author's Note: Don't ask. I just recently got addicted to this pairing. . This is my first shot at this couple, so please excuse OOCness and other mistakes. This is going to be a short one-shot. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and I never will... Don't rub it in!

I Hate Everything About You

He hated everything about her.

He hated the way that her innocence radiated off of her.

He hated those luscious pink lips that tempted him.

He hated the body that was on top of him.

He hated how she was so cute everytime she uttered out his name, "Sasori-kun..."

He hated her long luscious pink hair, which was so soft and unique.

He hated how those seafoam green orbs would look at him with confusion.

He hated the way she kissed, it was so addicting.

He hated how he couldn't resist her.

He hated how her charms got him into this position into the first place.

He hated how she would "persuade" him into getting what she wanted.

He hated how strong she was in the battle against him.

He hated how big and bouncy the breasts that were right in front of his face were.

He hated how she molded perfectly into his hold.

He hated how she would moan his name everytime they kissed.

He hated the satisfaction he would always get with her.

He hated her pale skin that was oh so radiant.

He hated how she smelled like peaches.

He hated how she tasted like strawberries.

He hated the fact that right now, she was just wearing a tank top and shorts.

He hated every single goddamn thing about her.

Sasori sat up and grabbed her wrists, pulling her down so their lips met. Sakura closed her eyes as his hard cold lips crushed against her warm soft ones. She wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his red hair. Sasori wrapped his arms around her waist, claiming her. He smirked against her lips, and as they switched positions, pulled her into another kiss. He nibbled her lower lip, begging for entrance. When Sakura granted it, he shoved his tongue into her mouth, exploring her caverns. Sasori worked his way up, putting his right arm under shirt, rubbing her stomach. He pulled away from the kiss, and put his lips against her neck, making butterfly kisses until he reached the collar bone.

"Sasori-kun..." Sakura moaned out in pleasure.

He smirked as he heard her, his hand massaging her right breast. He was in control now, and no one would stop him. He nibbled her right earlobe, sending a wave of satisfaction through him. He expertly removed her shirt, revealing her lace bra. He removed her face from her right side, and took a look at her. Her lean stomach, her big breasts, all so tempting. Sakura slowly removed his cloak, tossing it aside. She also slowly removed his pants, leaving him with boxers on.

Sakura blushed red at the sight, feeling his groin against her thigh.

He smirked at her blush, and slowly removed her shorts, leaving her with only lacy lingerie on. She was only his to look at, his to dominate.

He bent down to her ear, and whispered, "I hate everything about you."

They switched places, Sakura now on top. She bent down to his ear, and also whispered to him.

"I hate you too, Sasori-kun."

And Sakura crushed her lips against his.