Ianto's hand in his hair only made Sulu want to jump the other man that much more - forget foreplay and forget making out - but Sulu was nothing if not a patient man. Patient enough to keep playing this game, rather than move on to the main event.

Taking more of Ianto in his mouth, the hummed a bit in appreciation of the noises he was drawing from the other man. His hands moved to drag their nails down Ianto's clothed thighs, because at that particular moment, it didn't really matter that Ianto was still partially clothed - honestly, Sulu kind of liked it. Almost as much as he liked Ianto's vocalizations and his hand in his hair.