And just like that, the tone of everything that they had been up to for the past while shifted. What had once been a bit desperate and frenzied was now gentle and slow. Ianto's eyes fell shut as he tilted his head back to allow Sulu better access to his neck, sighing silently, yet happily, letting his feelings mellow out in a warm rush of air just like that. His own hand went to grip Sulu's arousal in his own for a moment, before he paused.

This had been nice for what they had been up to before, but. This wasn't about passion and carnal desires like it had been. This was more... Well. Ianto certainly hesitated to even think about the term making love, because he rather hated it and everything that it entitled as a label, but. It...wasn't too far off from what they were doing.

As difficult as it was to make himself do so, he reached his hand out to still Sulu's on his arousal, laying a hand on it gently. "...we can keep this going, if you like," he said. "Or..." Well. He didn't much feel like going upstairs, but they didn't have to (Jack being Jack, Ianto secreted the right materials all around the flat). Ianto wasn't sure that either of them would last much longer anyway, but. It might be nice, to switch it up a little. Without the condom this time.