torchwoodteaboy | [LOG WITH SULU][forward-dated to valentine's day]

Sulu wasn't sure whether or not Ianto really liked the fact that he'd decided to give him roses - after all, like Ianto said, they... well, they were a statement. Admittedly, it was the kind of statement Sulu wanted to make, even if he couldn't physically say it aloud, but he didn't know how Ianto felt about it. So, he just ducked his head, drank down some of his wine quicker than before, and laughed a little. "Well, if you want, I'll make sure to only get you potted plants from now on."

He shrugged at the question, though, looking back up to Ianto, "Yeah... well, sort of. Risa is pretty much the only real planet meant to be a resort, but people sometimes go to other Federation planets for vacations. Or the moon. But it's not like taking a week off to go to Florida, or something, you have to plan for it and you're usually gone for more than a week. Risa's really just a giant resort, with beaches and that sort of thing."

Ianto shook his head quickly. "Oh, no," he said. "No, it's... It's fine, really. They're. They're lovely. I like them. I've just..." He blushed harder. "I. I've never gotten roses before. I'm not even sure if I've given roses before, really. It's... Well, it's all sort of new, for me. This whole Valentine's business."

At the topic of the resort planet, though, he quickly perked his ears up, intrigued by the idea of it. "Has it always been that way?" Ianto asked, intrigued. "I mean. Were there natives to it?" That sounded like an all-too familiar situation, after all. Kicking out the natives and building a resort planet on their home soil.

"It's new for me too. I'm working off of movies, here," Sulu said, a little flushed from his embarrassment and from the wine, even though he'd need another glass before he'd be anywhere near tipsy.

"As for Risa, though - the Risians actually run the planet, so it's not as though we took over or anything. They're part of the Federation, and all. We don't do hostile takeovers - the closest you'll ever see to us commandeering a planet is when there's no life on it and we can use it for resources. Otherwise, the Federation tries not to interfere with non-Federation planets." He knew what Ianto was getting at - it was a human legacy, taking over places at the expense of the people who already lived there. But the Federation didn't do things like that, and even though Sulu sometimes had to wonder if it was because of the other races and not because the human race had evolved past that need for warfare, he knew that they were just better than that.

Ianto smiled at Sulu's comment about the movies, tipping back his wine as he noted Sulu's flushing as well. God, but. Sometimes it was nice to see that the other man could get flustered as well, so Ianto didn't feel like such a complete ninny when he did himself. "Working off of movies, huh?" he said. "Well. You're doing a pretty good job of it, then, I have to say."

He had to wonder at the description of Risa, though. The fact that it was a vacation planet and yet it had a species that ran it, that had a culture and wines and foods and the likes was definitely boggling to the mind, at least for Ianto. He couldn't figure out whether they were always a vacation planet for other people, or whether someone had come by and commercialized them. He wasn't sure that he wanted to know, though, didn't want to get carried away on that topic, so he settled for, "well. It's good, this."

"It is pretty good, I think," Sulu agreed, not even considering that maybe Ianto had more questions. It wasn't that Sulu knew all about Risa and its inhabitants - he just knew enough that if Ianto ever asked, he'd be able to explain away any of his anxieties. Still, he was fine with the change in conversation, finishing off his wine and smiling at Ianto. "At any rate, it was the only thing I had. I have a bottle of vodka in my botany lab, but I'm pretty sure a half-drunk bottle of liquor isn't really romantic."

Ianto shook his head, smiling. "Not really, no," he said. "Wine is definitely more of a romantic statement than hard liquor. More refined. You're lucky you had the bottle around, then..." He took another sip of it, swirling the liquid in his glass before he spoke up again.

"...you didn't have to, though, you know. I mean. I... I wasn't sure whether I should get anything for you, or not. You've sort of one-upped me, not only with roses but also the wine. I. I would've been happy with just you coming by for a visit, yeah?" Ianto said, with a smile that indicated that he liked the gifts too, even though he was telling Sulu that they were unnecessary.

Edited 2011-02-18 04:16 (UTC)

Maybe Sulu didn't need to do anything, but. Well, he wasn't used to being able to do anything for Valentine's day, and so the novelty was too good to pass up. Besides...

"I wanted to," he said, shrugging and moving to pour himself one more glass of wine, "I mean. ...You're here. So I wanted to make it worthwhile." Because it really wasn't so long ago that he would've only dreamed about being able to do something romantic and, yeah, sappy like this with Ianto. And now that Ianto was alive and in good health, it would have seemed ridiculous to pass it up.

Ianto wasn't really sure how to react to statements like that one yet. Even after over a month or so of being back in full health, sometimes Ianto didn't even believe it himself. "...I am here," he said. "And it is worthwhile. Just. Well. Just about every day is worthwhile, all things considered, but." He smiled, ducking his head and blushing a little. "...romantic gestures like this one. They never hurt... I. I only wish that I could pay you back in return, somehow." He definitely hadn't gone out of his way for Sulu, after all, and he was feeling a little guilty for that.

Sulu shook his head. "Don't worry about it." As far as he was concerned, Ianto just accepting the roses and drinking the wine with him was enough of a romantic gesture for the evening. After all, it wasn't as though he had been expecting anything, that was for sure.

Still, he couldn't help but lean in a bit, grin turning a little sly as he said, "Though, I'm pretty sure you've got some tricks up your sleeves when it comes to this whole romantic thing." Which wasn't exactly as smooth or as well-phrased as Jack might've said it, but Sulu wasn't trying to be particularly smooth.

Ianto had to school his features to keep from quirking an eyebrow or laughing at the other man's delivery of that line, instead leaning in a bit as well himself and remarking back to Sulu slyly, "Well, yes. I suppose that I do have some tricks up my sleeve. I suppose that that means that you'd like for us to try some of them out tonight, then, now wouldn't you?" Just to prove that he could deliver the line and not make a fool of himself while doing so, Ianto took a pointed sip of his wine and managed not to choke or spill or anything like that. Points for him, if he did say so himself, which he did.

Sulu was suitably impressed, and the part of him that wanted to laugh at the situation was drowned out by the part of him that sort of wanted to jump Ianto right then and there.

He'd have to wait until Ianto put down his glass, though. He wasn't about to go spilling their drinks everywhere, that was for sure. "I wouldn't be against it," he replied, leaning back again and taking a sip of his own wine, nearly laughing at the fact that they were both sort of trying to out-suave each other. That was just ridiculous. But, he'd hold it together. He could do that.

Ianto was witty and cunning and he could see where this conversation was going. And while he was all in favor for Sulu jumping him right then and there, he did have an excellent glass of wine to finish. Besides, he liked games like this one. Because usually...he won.

"No," said Ianto, settling back as well and turning to look at Sulu, raising an eyebrow in challenge as he looked at the other man from over the rim of his wineglass, "I don't suppose you would be. People generally aren't against such things..."

Sulu grinned and shrugged, settling into the arm of the couch, going so far as to bring his feet up on the cushion between them, as though he had no cares in the world. "Especially not when they involve you, I imagine," he said, unable to keep from ducking his head a bit in slight embarrassment. He didn't do this sort of thing often, that was for sure - usually, Ianto and him... well. They skipped the formalities. But this was Valentine's day, and they were both drinking, and why not play around a bit?

Ianto might have flushed a little more from the compliment there, but it was hard to tell, considering that the buzz he had going from the alcohol in his system already had him flushed even before Sulu had started it up with this battle of words anyway. Or whatever it was that they were doing. Other than flirting. That bit was pretty much obvious.

"I wouldn't know," Ianto said, pulling out all the stops to make sure he didn't crack. "Said tricks aren't really anything that I might be able to perform on myself, unfortunately..." He trailed off, being intentionally pretty vague, there.

Sulu knew he was way out of his depth with this; Ianto was better with words than he could ever hope to be, and he didn't think he'd be able to keep up for too long. But all the same, he figured Ianto wouldn't really mind if Sulu couldn't quite keep up - so long as he tried.

So, that's exactly what he did - even though his mind was suddenly wondering just what kinds of tricks Ianto might have, and maybe if he could do them himself... yeah. He could focus on something other than his imagination for a minute. "Yeah...?" ...Okay, maybe not. He chewed his lip briefly, not realizing that a clear glass wasn't going to hide that move really, and then added, "Well. That's okay - I'd be glad to help you show off, in that case."

"Yeah, alright," Ianto said, sipping his wine, nearing the bottom of the glass, and nodded. "I'm lucky to have you here, then," Ianto said, tipping back the rest of the wine and leaning forward, putting the glass down on one of the coasters on the coffee table in front of him.

God, he'd...had a bit more to drink than he'd really anticipated having done in the first place. Not that he was drunk, but. He was definitely more than a little bit comfortably tipsy. Tipsy enough to sit back and continue on talking. "Who knows. If you enjoy it, then you might even get a repeat performance," he said, unable to help the little smirk that came with those words, there.

Sulu looked at Ianto for a moment, then made an executive decision and drank down the last bit of his wine in a few quick gulps. Setting down his own glass, he shifted so that he was sitting on his knees and then leaned over, bringing his mouth as close to Ianto's as he could without touching. "I have a feeling I'm going to like pretty much anything you throw my way, Mr. Jones."

Ianto looked at Sulu, staying right where he was, neither moving toward nor away from the other man, the only movement really a quirk of his eyebrows and a similar one to his lips. Normally, Ianto wouldn't dream of pulling of the lines that he was getting away with at the moment, but the alcohol in his system was making him braver and less guarded than normal, and he certainly wasn't complaining.

"Then you," Ianto said, his voice going lower and rougher, more accented, the way that he knew Sulu liked it, as he looked the other man square in the eyes, "Hikaru Sulu, are a very lucky man indeed."

Sulu closed his eyes briefly as Ianto spoke, his voice going straight through him. When he opened them again, locking his gaze on Ianto's own bright blue eyes, he couldn't resist; reaching forward with one hand to gently grip the back of Ianto's head, he pulled him forward to eliminate the distance between them, kissing him hard on the mouth, barely keeping his balance as he shifted as close to Ianto as he could get in that moment.

His eyes were lidded when he pulled back, just barely, his mouth quirked in a smirk. "I know I'm lucky," he murmured, "I've got you, after all."

Ianto could give it a moment's thought and try and come up with a witty reply to Sulu's words there. Or he could just act on his emotions, for once. While Ianto was normally one for witticisms and clever one-liners and asides, he'd had enough to drink that his feelings were driving him in that moment, and those feelings were all, at that one moment, telling him that all he really wanted to do was keep kissing Sulu, tasting the sweet, Risan wine on his lips.

So Ianto brought his hands up and grabbed Sulu by the lapels of his jacket, tugging him close to him, his mouth crashing against Sulu's. It was enough to pull Sulu off balance and Ianto wasn't steady enough to hold them both up, so the went backwards, Ianto's head knocking against the arm of the sofa slightly, but not any harder than to just be jarring for a few moments.

Sulu was too distracted by Ianto's mouth on his to realize they were falling until it was too late - even when he put a hand out to stabilize himself, Ianto had already knocked his head against the armrest. Irrational panic flared up for just a split second, but he just laughed it away, practically giggling into Ianto's mouth as the hit jarred him.

"Good job," he managed to say, already bringing both hands up to either side of Ianto's face, steadying himself on his knees as he kissed the other, taking advantage of Ianto's moment of weakness.

Ianto made a little noise, letting out a breath of surprise against Sulu's lips as his head connected with the sofa arm, but other than that it didn't really effect him all that much. At Sulu's words, the only acknowledgment Ianto gave was a small, sighing sound as his hands loosened on Sulu's jacket and slid up to rest one on Sulu's cheek, the other snaking around his back and grasping the jacket yet again. God, but. Ianto really loved this jacket.

Lying back as he was against the sofa was awkward, so Ianto pushed himself up to sit up a little more, shifting underneath the other man but not moving away at all. Sulu had played along with his little battle of witticisms there, and might have possibly won, and that was so much of a turn-on for Ianto in that moment. That, and the jacket.

Sulu shifted with Ianto, going willingly so long as Ianto's mouth was on his. He brought one of his hands down to Ianto's side, pulling his shirt up so that he could slide his hand underneath and run his hand along Ianto's skin. All he wanted to do was run his hands over every inch of the other man, but that would involve getting him undressed, which meant he'd have to pull away - and right now, that was not on his itinerary.

He wondered if he should make motions towards dragging Ianto up to his bed, but... Sulu couldn't help but think that the couch was as good a place as any to make out with the other man.

Ianto sucked in a breath against Sulu's lips at the feeling of his hand on his skin. Not because it was surprising at all--when Sulu started pulling at his shirt, he'd known what was coming next--but because Ianto's body was just so charged in that moment. Maybe it was the tension from the meeting with Owen, maybe it was the fact that though he still hadn't said it aloud, the feelings that he felt for the man he was kissing, the man who had brought him flowers, roses, for Valentine's day, transcended...well. Nearly everything Ianto could come up with in that moment.

Ianto's hand on Sulu's cheek slid back to rest on the back of the other man's neck, resting there, holding him in place, as he flicked his tongue into the other man's mouth, tasting the sweetness of the wine there, making a little noise of pleasure at it. Oh no, he wasn't letting this man go anywhere anytime soon.

Sulu's own breathing was getting a little ragged as he pressed his chest against Ianto's, fingers trailing along the other man's side. He threaded his other hand into Ianto's hair, fingernails grazing across his scalp as he pulled Ianto as close as he could. He was going to have to pull away for a breath, soon enough, but until then...

Shifting on his knees, Sulu brought himself closer to Ianto, moving to straddle him and eliminate more of the distance between them. Finally, though, he had to pull away, breathing heavily and moving to kiss and nip at Ianto's earlobe.

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