It was hard to miss the hint Ianto was giving him, and so Sulu obediently moved to finish what he'd started, unzipping Ianto's fly before reaching his hand into his underwear to get a better grip, giving Ianto's erection a few short, firm strokes as he pushed himself up to almost stand on his knees, using his free hand to push his jeans and underwear down his thighs.

Unfortunately, he realized he was going to have to move to get them all the way off. Still, he didn't want to pull away from Ianto to do it... As he shifted, pushing back so he could put his feet on the ground, he slid away from Ianto, his hands pushing his jeans to his ankles before he kneeled down, ducking his head to wrap his mouth around the tip of Ianto's erection, feet coming free of his jeans even as his own hands moved to reach for Ianto's waistband. It was the least he could do for pulling away, right? He almost laughed at the thought.