Clumsy 045: The Demands of Instinct

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this topsy turvy tale… especially for the unwanted one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 45: The Demands of Instinct

Sesshoume shuddered. “I wish to be rid of him.”

“He’s gone, now,” Kagomaru reasoned. “Probably for good.”

“I can still smell him.”

“A bath?” he suggested. She curled her lip, and he wearily begged, “Tell me what you want me to do.”

The demoness grudgingly answered, “Replace it.”

Kagomaru blinked. “Replace… his scent?”


“With mine?” he checked, not wanting to presume. She nodded jerkily, and he tentatively pulled her close. To his amazement, she yielded easily, pressing against him in a silent plea. “I thought you didn’t want me.”

“I do not,” she confirmed.

“But you need this?”


Original Posting Date: December 8, 2011
Prompt: Yield
Words: 100

Summary: She was the most sought-after demoness at court, but no suitor could conquer her. He was only trying to feed his family when his stray arrow felled a mythical beast. A kind-hearted man. A fierce lady. A romance told in bits and pieces. Genderbent SK. Begins here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Clumsy tag.


8 thoughts on “Clumsy 045: The Demands of Instinct

  1. Pingback: Clumsy 044: A Bone to Pick – FORTHRIGHT

  2. I started reading clumsy back when you first started it. I can’t believe all these years later it’s finally getting some updated chapters. Good for you! Looking forward to them. 😉

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  3. Pingback: Clumsy 046: Preserving Her Dignity – FORTHRIGHT

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