Sulu sucked in a breath as he felt Ianto's hands reach for the fly of his pants, eyes closing briefly as he tried to focus himself on what Ianto was saying, even if that meant pushing past his gorgeous voice. "Yeah," he finally said, breathless, "Yeah, that's a good idea."

He moved his hands to cover Ianto's, helping him with the button and zipper of his jeans before shifting backwards, freeing up space between them so that he could reach the fly of Ianto's pants. "If mine are coming off, so are yours," he said, his voice sly as he moved to unbutton Ianto's pants - before he bothered unzipping them, though, he pressed the palm of his hand against Ianto's arousal through his pants, rubbing altogether too lightly as he leaned in to kiss Ianto again.