"You'll do...ah," Ianto said, starting off his retort but then Sulu's hand was wrapped around his arousal and he was moving his hand and it took him a moment to remember that he was talking again. "You'll do absolutely no such thing, Lieutenant Sulu," he said, with as commanding a voice as he could muster, considering the rather delicate position he found himself in. Because...Jack wasn't the only one who would be whining if there wasn't readily any lube on hand like he'd arranged for there to be. Ianto could be quite pushy himself, when he wanted to be.

Ianto's hand went around Sulu's back, trailing there, trying to figure out what to do with it before it finally worked its way up to the back of Sulu's neck, to his hair, gently toying with the short hair on the back of his head lazily as he lay back and enjoyed the feeling of Sulu's hand on him, of being touched by the other man like he was.