For a split second, Sulu couldn't tell up from down. He closed his eyes as pressed back against Ianto's fingers, resting his forehead against Ianto's and letting out a quiet sort of half-groan that came more from his chest than his throat. He could tell from the expression Ianto had been wearing that the other man was enjoying this, and that - that was really good, because Sulu was enjoying it too. But more than that, he knew that they needed to move on here; if they waited much longer, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to make it.

Raising his head to look at Ianto once more, he said as much. "Yeah, I'm ready. Beyond ready." It was all he could do to keep from telling him to just hurry it up.