Ianto let out a noise to match Sulu's at the sound of the other man enjoying himself, letting him know that he was enjoying himself. He leaned his head sideways, pressing his cheek back against Sulu's forehead, panting slightly. It was getting difficult for him to keep a hold on things, with how it felt, how it sounded, how the sound made him feel... Because the noises he was getting alone would probably be enough to bring him, and at this point that would only take a little longer than it would at the rate they were going.

Ianto contemplated taking one of his hands off of Sulu's hips, wrapping it around Sulu's arousal and stroking it as he thrust, but. Honestly, Ianto didn't have enough coordination for that at the moment, and anyway, he needed the grip he had to keep the leverage to continue the way they were going. So Ianto decided to do the next best thing, and this time, after he pulled back as he had before, he twisted as he thrust, rolling his hips slightly, deliberately brushing against that spot that he knew might end it there and then, but. If that happened, he wouldn't mind, because. Honestly, it would probably take him too, he was that close.