Ianto wasn't really sure what to do with himself while Sulu was doing the things he was. At the teeth on his skin, Sulu's lips sucking at his neck as he did so, Ianto's back arched slightly, inadvertently, pressing himself further against the other man. As Sulu coaxed him backwards toward the bed, Ianto went willingly, moving to step backwards as Sulu nudged him in that direction, and sitting as he pushed him down. Unsure what to do with his hands in regards to what Sulu was doing, Ianto spread his legs so that Sulu could stand in between them as he sat, his hands moving back behind him on the bed to support him in sitting up.

"Then I should consider myself flattered," Ianto said, flushing slightly at Sulu's unspoken compliment, that there was a lot he liked about him. Ianto's self-esteem was a bit shaky here and there, and to hear something like that...well. It felt good. A warm, bubbly emotion welled up inside of him at the thought that...Sulu liked him as much as he was implying. Physically even.