She wants him

SUMIRE

Just thinking of him dispelled the pain and fear she had in her heart. She was already terrified even before Lucifer came and it didn't help how the memories she buried away returned right at that moment. That sudden fear and panic, it must have been because she 

Yuhi pressed his fingers on the bandages. "Can I rip him apart the next time I see him?"

Sumire giggled. "When you act violently for me, it does things to me."

Yuhi sighs deeply and flicks her forehead. 

"Brat. If you're not going to let me touch you, then don't flirt."

Sumire tilted her head. "It's not like I'm stopping you from touching me, you decided that on your own."

Yuhi sighs. "I decided that after our daughter interrupted us." He rubs the back of his hair sheepishly. "Even I would find it awkward screwing you with her in the room."