In retrospect, that was probably too forward. He knows the mechanics of how this all works, but the actual process, that's difficult for someone as unemotional as him to grasp.

Professor Rammsteiner seems to know what he's doing (for once), so Jade decides to listen. He moves to the chair, sitting down without a word, legs spread a little further apart than usual. The pursuit had already left him half-hard. Now, as he stares up at Professor Rammsteiner, the heat under his collar creeps upwards, a red flush rising to his face.