Sulu closed his eyes as he moved on to two fingers, reacquainting himself with this side of the act. Despite how self-assured he'd acted up until this point, Sulu felt - well, maybe it was just the wine. But he was faintly nervous, wine or no wine, and the last thing he wanted to do was make an ass of himself right here and now.

What he wanted was for Ianto to talk - because his voice was gorgeous and turned him on like nothing else, and because if Ianto talked, instructing (God, like he had the first time they'd done anything like this), letting him know what he wanted next - that'd do wonders for him right now. Biting his lip for a moment, Sulu pumped his hand wrapped around Ianto's arousal, pressing his fingers in deeper. "Y'know," he said smoothly, "It's been a while since I've been on this side and all. A little instruction couldn't hurt." Especially since Ianto knew what he liked, and Sulu wanted to learn that as quickly as possible.