He allows Shinjirou a few seconds of peace, then he settles onto the couch as well. The warmed leather depresses under his weight, the indent curving and spreading as Jade shifts around, until he's leaning over Shinjirou. One hand comes to rest gently against Shinjirou's belly, but that's all; he doesn't stroke it yet.

"I'm disappointed in you," he murmurs. He had originally planned on using a more gentle approach, but he doesn't want to encourage Shinjirou's recalcitrance.