Ianto sucked in a breath, his hands kneading Sulu's back some more, massaging slightly, before taking his hands off of the other man with a groan. He sat up, unable to keep from rolling his hips against Sulu's once more, as he fought to get his arms out of his shirt tugging it off as best he could from the position he was sitting in before laying back the way he had been, tossing his shirt off to the side of the living room.

He slid his hands back to grab the hem of Sulu's shirt, tugging up at it as he leaned forward to press a kiss against Sulu's neck. "If I'm not allowed to stay dressed, you certainly shouldn't be able to either..." he said, pulling at Sulu's t-shirt, impatiently.