Sulu closed his eyes as Ianto spoke, really taking his words to heart, even if he wished he had been able to keep Ianto from dying, to have really saved him so that none of them had to go through what they had to. But Ianto's tone - "God, Ianto." He pressed his forehead against Ianto's shoulder and let out a breath, smiling a little wryly against Ianto's collar. "I wasn't about to give you up. You really are a hard habit to break, after all."

He tilted his head after a moment to kiss the curve of Ianto's neck; his hand, which had drifted away from it's previous activity to hold Ianto's side, moved back to wrap around his arousal once more, his movements slower and gentler than before because, well. If there was ever a really appropriate moment for that pace, it was probably then and there.