Chapter 1: Murasaki x Kuronya


Kurome due to her fusion with Leone, gained her feline instincts, feeling intense hormones that left her panting and irritable. Her black-yellow iris eyes rolled back as she ran her fur-covered fingers through her black twin-tail hair that trailed into long blond hair. Her leonine tail curled up. She then ran her hands through her now adult midriff into her womanhood, her hands in her skirt.

She knew she was in enemy territory, but she didn't care, she wanted to do it with Murasaki.

Kurome's breath was heavy, her heart racing as she stalked through the underbrush, eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and danger. The scent of Murasaki was strong here, a siren's call to her new, primal instincts. The fusion with Leone had changed her in more ways than she could count, and she craved the intimate connection that only the other half of her could provide. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, a cacophony of passion and strategy, as she contemplated how to approach the situation.

She hugged the indigo-haired warrior from behind as Wave rushed to attack the armored soldiers.

She pulled her sister back behind the pillar.

"What're you doing?," asked Tsurarahime, the mother of Murasaki- or rather, Esdeath, who made up one part of Murasaki.

Murasaki, a fusion of Akame, Esdeath, and the male Tatsumi looked her sister, Kurome combined with Leone with confusion.

"Kurome? What's going on?" Murasaki's voice was a blend of the three souls within her, a harmony of power and concern. She could feel the heat radiating from Kurome's body, the intensity of her need.

"Half of me marked one of you. I want to be able to do it. I don't care if we're technically siblings. Love has no boundaries.," Kurome said.

Murasaki's eyes searched Kurome's, seeking understanding in the chaos of emotions that swirled within them. Despite the turmoil, she felt a strange sense of comfort, as if her very essence recognized the fusion of her former comrades. Her mind was a whirlwind of doubt and curiosity, but she knew she couldn't deny the bond that connected them all. She nodded slowly, her heart pounding in her chest.

The others watched in shock as Kurome's grip on Murasaki tightened, pulling her closer. The air grew thick with tension, the scent of Kurome's desire overpowering the metallic tang of the battlefield. Poney, Tsurarahime, and Yomihime exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern. Only Najasho, with his cold, calculating gaze, seemed to grasp the gravity of the situation, he gestured the others to look away.

Murasaki's eyes widened as she reached down to her waist, her trembling hands untying the sash that held her skirt in place. It fell to the ground, revealing the unexpected result of her fusion with Tatsumi. Her body was a perfect blend of feminine grace and masculine power, her legs strong and muscular, leading up to the unmistakable evidence of her male aspect. The sight of it was jarring, a stark reminder of the lines they were about to cross.

Kurome's eyes never left Murasaki's as she felt the warmth of her sister's hand on her tail. The fur stood on end, and she let out a low purr that seemed to resonate through the very air. Her ears, now adorned with leopard spots, twitched as Murasaki stepped closer, the two of them moving together as if in a dance they'd rehearsed countless times.

Murasaki's hand slid up to the base of Kurome's tail, her touch sending a shiver down Kurome's spine. The tail curled around Murasaki's waist, pulling her closer as if to claim her as its own. Murasaki's eyes searched Kurome's, looking for any sign of doubt or hesitation, but all she found was a fiery need that mirrored her own. The warrior within her recognized the power in Kurome's gaze, the hunger that matched her own.

With a gentle nod, Murasaki leaned in, her soft lips brushing against Kurome's. The kiss was tender yet demanding, a silent promise of what was to come. As their mouths melded together, Kurome felt a spark of excitement ignite deep within her. Her cat ears stood at attention, her body responding instinctively to the touch of her lover.

Murasaki's hand slid from Kurome's tail to the small of her back, supporting her as she pushed her hips forward. The pressure was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure through Kurome's body. She could feel the heat building between them, a primal need that could no longer be contained. With a low growl, Kurome lifted Murasaki up, her tail wrapping firmly around her waist as she pinned her against the cold stone pillar.

Murasaki's legs wrapped around Kurome's hips, drawing her in closer. The fusion had heightened their senses, and every touch, and every breath was a symphony of passion and power. Kurome's tail tightened around her, the fur brushing against Murasaki's bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt the fullness of Kurome's desire pressing against her, the anticipation of their union making her heart race.

With a gentle push, Murasaki positioned herself, the two of them fitting together perfectly despite the unconventional nature of their forms. Kurome's purr grew louder as she felt Murasaki's warmth envelop her, the heat of their bodies melding as one. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a fusion of love and instinct that transcended the boundaries of their minds and bodies.

Murasaki's eyes remained locked with Kurome's, her pupils dilated with desire. Her tail wrapped around Kurome's waist, pulling her in deeper, as if to become one with her soulmate. The leopard-like ears on Kurome's head stood up straight, her body taut with anticipation. She could feel the warmth of Murasaki's breath on her neck, the flutter of her heartbeat against her chest.

With a smooth motion, Murasaki guided Kurome's hips, urging her to move. Kurome's purr grew louder, her body responding to the silent demand. She began to rock back and forth, the rhythm building between them. Each movement sent a jolt of pleasure through her, a reminder of the intense connection they shared. Her tail tightened around Murasaki's waist, the fur standing on end as she lost herself in the sensation.

Their bodies moved in unison, a dance of passion and power that seemed to echo through the very fabric of the night. The sound of their breaths, the slap of skin on skin, filled the air around them. The battle raged on in the background, a distant memory as they focused solely on each other. Kurome's claws dug into the stone pillar, her teeth bared in a silent snarl of pleasure.

"I'm ready to cum," Kurome growled, her voice thick with need. Murasaki nodded, her own breath coming in ragged gasps. She could feel Kurome's muscles tensing, the warmth of her climax building. With a final, powerful thrust, Murasaki filled Kurome completely, the sensation sending her over the edge.

The two separated as her merged sister smiled with a purr as Murasaki smiled back.


Author Notes: This is just an opportunity to engage in some filler fluff. Some lemons which wouldn't make it into the story due to how impractical it would to do given the current situation.