Grinning against Ianto's ear, Sulu nodded a bit, shifting in Ianto's lap. "Like the old saying goes, talk is cheap. And you like my hands, so..." He dropped his one arm away from Ianto's shoulders, moving it to Ianto's side, trailing his fingers against his skin. "I can put them to good use."

He knew he was probably going at this a little over-zealously, but he was a little tipsy and very comfortable with their position, and maybe a little mellow and boneless from what they'd been up to previously. It was hard not to want to keep touching Ianto at this point, and he really wanted to make the most of the night they had together.