Ianto let out a noise at the sound of Sulu's voice, how turned on just the sound of Sulu being turned on made him. He could feel himself growing more and more aroused with every brush and kiss and touch that Sulu was giving him. Ianto would like very much to have Sulu on top of him again, even, above him, all over him, his hands and his mouth, pressing, touching, caressing. Ianto couldn't help but bring a hand up to grip Sulu's shoulder for a moment, holding on because...this was hot, even for him. A different sort of turn-on than what Jack normally offered, but just as good.

After a moment of collecting himself, Ianto managed to pull back from Sulu, shifting backwards until he was lying across the bed, hoping that Sulu was going to move with him. Breaking contact was hard enough; having absolutely none after so much would be almost torturous. He reached a hand out in Sulu's direction almost immediately, urging him down with him.