Tantalising
She knew when the monk was trying to make it up to her. He wouldn't touch her even when she saw his hand twitch. In retrospect, she had to admit that it amused her, but, the truth was, she missed the touch. Made her feel female even if she had youki guts in her hair. So, she would leave her boomerang on the floor. Stretch down to reach it. Sometimes Kirara's eyes would catch hers in a knowing expression. But then she would be distracted by the feel of his hands on her behind, and with a cry she would slap him across the face.
Hey, just because she wanted it didn't mean he should do it.
And then he would try to make it up all over again.
It was a game she just loved playing.