[Nods, pulling him more fully into both his arms, no hesitation in it, closing his eyes as he leans back into him just as much. Needing nearly as much, really, to feel him and know that Shiro's there in his arms.]
I've got you. [And he does, holding him like that without letting go, not wanting to let go of him ever. It's only a moment later that his voice goes a little softer, gentler if that's possible.] Listen, let me... We can rest better on the bed. The wolf can move us.
[He doesn't want it to be sudden or straining, but the couch is inevitably small and he wants Shiro to be able to be as comfortable as he can.]