Hate for a person is something Sakura rarely felt, if ever. However, resentment is a feeling she knows all too well. Especially when it comes to a certain Uchiha, their brief and only encounter with one another has left her conflicted.
Izuna had violated and humiliated her after catching her in a vulnerable position where she was unable to fight back. Sakura should despise him, not crave more of him. There's nothing logical about wanting to feel the forbidden thrill he brought her again.
Yet here she is, face-to-face with the man who gave her hell. Sakura could keep lying to herself that she didn't seek him out after spotting him in neutral territory. Continue to be in denial that she didn't book a room with him for any other reason than to have sex.
The Uchiha looks awfully smug from where he's sitting at the foot of the bed. While wearing nothing but his shinobi slacks, the rest of his clothes have been folded and placed on the windowsill along with his sword. Not believing her to be a significant threat, a notion that causes her blood to boil.
Sakura is backed up against the wall opposite of him in an equal state of undress. Wearing a stern expression while crossing her arms over her chest. The tension in this room is strung so tightly that the slightest pressure might cause it to snap. Resulting in either a fight or sex.
"Bastard." Sakura snarls, her exposed teeth glinting under the low fluorescent light while her expression sours into a scowl.
Acting as if insulting him will somehow make her desire any less shameful. The corner of Izuna's mouth twitches slightly in reaction to her words before leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. Staring her down with an eyebrow quipped.
"I don't have all day, you know." Izuna states nonchalantly, tilting his head to signal his lack of patience. His facial expression tells her he's getting bored while still emanating a smug aura.
Sakura's fury grows in size at his arrogant display. Behaving as if his mere presence is a blessing and that she should be bowing at his feet for being allowed to be near him. She may have dubious morals for going back to him but she isn't some desperate whore.
"I'm going to claw your eyes out." She snaps in an attempt to look fierce but the Uchiha just laughs practically in her face before his lips curling into a smirk.
"How about you claw at my back instead." A bold suggestion accompanied with a infuriating grin.
Something in Sakura breaks as she gets on Izuna's lap. Their lips meeting with enough force to take his breath away. They're anything but gentle when they tear at each other's pants, desperate to go at it like animals.
Izuna nips at her bruised lower lip and draws blood, a whine escapes Sakura when he licks up the blood and hums as he sinks two finger into her. He chuckles at how wet she is when he places bruising kisses along her throat.
Sakura doesn't want to appear weak and compliant so she digs her nails into his shoulders, causing Izuna to hiss in pain against her skin. The action only makes him more feral as he begin to finger her at a faster pace.
Moans spill out of her throat as she is unable to stop crying in pleasure by clenching her teeth. She has never in her life felt so dominant and out of control at the same time. There's nothing she could do to stop him at this point and she's totally fine with that.
Izuna rolls them over so Sakura is pinned on her back. She fights back to get the upper hand but he keeps his grip on her firm, not budging at all. Instead she changes tactics and wraps her legs around his waist and drags her nail down his back.
"Fucking bitch." Izuna tears his mouth from her skin to return verbal fire, while still smirking.
He reaches between them to grab his himself and lines it up, sheeting himself inside of Sakura in one swift thrust. She's not prepared enough to take his size but the stretch adds to the pleasure. They both hiss when he bottoms out, her from the slight pain and he from the tight fit.
Sweat lines his hairline like pearls, their struggle having taken some energy out of him. But Sakura has stamina and now it's her time to flip their established dynamic on its head. So after he has pulled out, he is pushed back in hard by her leglock on his waist.
An unrestrained moan is dragged out of his throat from her unexpected maneuver. There's a look of surprise on his face and she meets it with a toothy grin.
"Can't keep up, huh?" Sakura taunts him and she swear that she could see a vein popping on his forehead before he picks up his speed.
Driving his hips into her roughly, causing the bedframe to rock against the wall. This feral type of sex is just what Sakura was looking for when she followed after him. The forbidden thrill of this encounter intensifies the pleasure growing in her belly.
Sakura's moans rises in pitch and she throws her head back, closing her eyes. The outside world begins to fade with only Izuna remaining in focus. Her nails draws blood as she rakes them down his back. He retaliates by biting her neck, the pain is the final push that sends her soaring over the edge.
The orgasm pulses through Sakura's body, toes curling and her fluttering walls clamping down on the Uchiha's cock. His hips stutter before he abruptly pulls out, shooting ropes of cum all over her stomach. Shoulders slumping as he finishes.
They stare at each other in silence for a while, reality comes down hard on them as they fully realize what they've just done. Then Izuna stands up to get dressed before leaving without a word. While Sakura just lies there with a bitter-sweet smile on her face, satisfied.