Pressing his forehead into the crook of Ianto's neck, Sulu resisted pressing his fingers forward again and instead pulled them out, hoping that he'd be able to find that spot again. "We were trying to take it slow," Sulu mumbled into Ianto's neck as he searched blindly with one hand to find the lube again. "But, that sorta backfired."

Finding the lubricant, Sulu shifted both hands so he could prepare himself. He paused before he started, though, looking down at Ianto and wondering - "Is there any way you want to do this, or...?" He wasn't sure if Ianto just wanted to stay like this, chest to chest, or if he was more comfortable in some other position, so it seemed only appropriate to ask.