Requests are closed!!! I probably read all Akatsuki fanfiction there is so I decided to write some, how hard could it be??? (probably very hard) This book contains very sexual scenes in some chapters!!! I do not own any naruto characters! I also do not own the cover. I thought it was cool and decided to use it. All rights go to the owner!

What if... you and MM characters decide to play a pepero kissing game ?

My first lemon (=^-^=) I hope u like it ❤️

College was supposed to be simple for Y/N: stay at the top of her class, mind her business, and spend late nights studying with her best friend Satoru-the quiet, brilliant, painfully obvious nerd with a crush he's terrible at hiding. Enter Gojo-Satoru's twin brother. Loud. Popular. A jock with zero filter and way too much confidence. The two clash constantly, and Y/N only tolerates him because he shares a dorm room with Satoru... a dorm room she practically lives in. Gojo thinks Satoru's feelings for Y/N are hilarious. Satoru hates that. Y/N hates Gojo even more. Everything changes the night they agree to go to a party. Drinks are poured. Boundaries blur. Satoru disappears into the crowd. And somehow, Y/N ends up dragged into a party game she never agreed to play. Spin the bottle. Seven minutes in heaven. When the bottle lands on her and Gojo, things spiral fast-especially when they open the closet door and find Satoru already inside, flustered and trapped in the dark. Now the door is shut. The space is tight. The air is heavy. Old tensions, unspoken feelings, and truths that refuse to stay hidden collide as Y/N finds herself stuck between two versions of the same man-one she trusts, one she can't stand... and neither as unaffected as they pretend. (ART BY paanwny ON TIKTOK)

TWs: 18+, graphic violence (torture, etc.) mature language, sexual content, drug use Emotional damage may be caused, read at your own risk🤗 ••••• Katherine Black was born to rule. To command. Order and control were the rhythm she lived by, the structure she built her world upon. She knew exactly who she was, and so did everyone else. What she inspired wasn't fear, nor was it blind admiration. It was either respect, or a nasty type of jealousy. But there was always one exception. One infuriating, impossible, red-haired exception who refused to bow to her presence. Fred Weasley. So the question becomes: what happens when the Trickster falls for the untouchable Heiress? And what happens when he realises her destiny is far too great to comprehend?