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

Ianto shuddered slightly at the force of the emotion behind Sulu's words there. What with the sex and the alcohol, his mind wasn't quite in the right place to be able to adequately answer Sulu, which he regretted deeply because...they didn't really talk about these things all that much. He forced his brain into gear, however, enough to form a coherent thought back. "...you did save me," he said, softly. Maybe not from the 456 directly, but. He knew, Jack had made it abundantly clear, that without Sulu not giving up hope...Ianto would still be dead, and Jack and Sulu would not be the same people they were today.

He slowed the pace of his hand, almost stopping, as he lifted his head to press a kiss to Sulu's forehead, a far cry from the passion that they'd been entangled in moments before, but equally as heartfelt. He couldn't say it, not quite yet. Certainly not as addled as he was in that moment. But that didn't mean he didn't feel it, and he hoped...that Sulu knew it as well. "You did save me," he said again, and it was clear from his voice that he didn't mean just the once.

Sulu closed his eyes as Ianto spoke, really taking his words to heart, even if he wished he had been able to keep Ianto from dying, to have really saved him so that none of them had to go through what they had to. But Ianto's tone - "God, Ianto." He pressed his forehead against Ianto's shoulder and let out a breath, smiling a little wryly against Ianto's collar. "I wasn't about to give you up. You really are a hard habit to break, after all."

He tilted his head after a moment to kiss the curve of Ianto's neck; his hand, which had drifted away from it's previous activity to hold Ianto's side, moved back to wrap around his arousal once more, his movements slower and gentler than before because, well. If there was ever a really appropriate moment for that pace, it was probably then and there.

And just like that, the tone of everything that they had been up to for the past while shifted. What had once been a bit desperate and frenzied was now gentle and slow. Ianto's eyes fell shut as he tilted his head back to allow Sulu better access to his neck, sighing silently, yet happily, letting his feelings mellow out in a warm rush of air just like that. His own hand went to grip Sulu's arousal in his own for a moment, before he paused.

This had been nice for what they had been up to before, but. This wasn't about passion and carnal desires like it had been. This was more... Well. Ianto certainly hesitated to even think about the term making love, because he rather hated it and everything that it entitled as a label, but. It...wasn't too far off from what they were doing.

As difficult as it was to make himself do so, he reached his hand out to still Sulu's on his arousal, laying a hand on it gently. "...we can keep this going, if you like," he said. "Or..." Well. He didn't much feel like going upstairs, but they didn't have to (Jack being Jack, Ianto secreted the right materials all around the flat). Ianto wasn't sure that either of them would last much longer anyway, but. It might be nice, to switch it up a little. Without the condom this time.

Even though Sulu really wouldn't mind just keeping along with the way things had been going, he felt the shift in emotions too and... Well. His own train of thought went a little like Ianto's; the mood was a lot different from the one they'd been in just moments before he'd opened his big mouth, and maybe they shouldn't be just going with the flow.

And he knew what Ianto was hinting at, twisting his wrist to hold Ianto's hand in his own, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to play maybe a little dumb. He knew Ianto'd get flustered (or annoyed, but the kind of annoyed that was sweet and good, instead of the kind that got him socked in the shoulder), and that was something he wasn't able to pass up. "Or...?" he echoed back, grinning a bit against Ianto's neck.

Ianto flushed. He was still sort of tipsy from earlier, and the force of his emotions at that moment were pretty intense, to the point where he wasn't sure whether Sulu was playing dumb, or whether he really didn't know what Ianto was trying to get at. He ducked his head against the side of Sulu's head, burying his face in the other man's hair for a moment. Ianto shifted slightly, gripping Sulu's hand back gently, reflexively, as he tried to think of how best to phrase this.

"Or... We could... Do something else," Ianto said, haltingly. "I mean. I'd like to stay here, if that's alright. Since we're here anyway, but. I thought that maybe. We might want to... Y'know." God, where had all of his liquid courage gone, he wondered. He felt rather ridiculous for not being able to just come out and say it. "If you're interested, that is..." he said, in conclusion.

Sulu laughed, a little breathlessly, at how right his prediction had been, and kissed Ianto's shoulder. After a brief moment, he pulled himself up to once again straddle Ianto's lap, moving to run his hands across Ianto's cheeks and into his hair, pulling Ianto's face away from the general area of his shoulder so that he could kiss him firmly, mostly to prove that he knew exactly what Ianto was talking about.

"I'm interested," he added after a moment, his smile wide and sincere. "Really interested."

Ianto nodded, still flushed and a little taken away by the other man straddling his lap again. He kind of really enjoyed this position that they found themselves in. Kind of really enjoyed a lot, the other man's weight pressed against him like this, looking up into his eyes for the moment, having Sulu on top of him. He swallowed. They'd only ever done this once, and it had been Sulu on top, so to speak. He... Given their current position, he kind of wanted to try it the other way around. But would Sulu go for it?

He flushed deeper. "There's... There's a bottle," he said, not really finishing his sentence but not really needing to as he threw a hand out in the direction of the end table by the end of the sofa, where he knew that he had a bottle of lube hidden in the drawer. Either Sulu needed to get it, or he needed to be let up to get it himself. But that was the first step in this. And the next would be...well. Asking, he supposed.

Sulu really did enjoy that blush, and he took the time to kiss Ianto's flushed cheeks before shifting in the direction Ianto had gestured in, sliding off his lap as he moved to reach over and pull open the drawer. Ianto was definitely more prepared that Sulu had been - and for good reason, if Jack was anything to go by - and he couldn't help but tease Ianto just a bit for it.

"Is there a bottle like this in every drawer in your place?" he asked, grinning more than a little cheekily at the other man as he pulled the bottle out and leaned back over, sliding his leg back over Ianto's thigh and settling in his lap again.

Ianto rolled his eyes slightly at Sulu's comment, but...couldn't help but nod. "...well," he said, "Jack." As if that explained everything. Which. As a matter of fact, it probably did explain enough. Sulu had been fortunate not to cross paths with Jack at all, but. Jack definitely was recovering from the mood he'd fallen into while Ianto had been sick and the little while after that, when he had still been treating Ianto like glass.

Ianto opened his mouth, flushed deeper, shut it, swallowed, and tried to think of how best to breach this topic here. Now that they weren't being all passion and fast and touch and he was actually using his brain again instead of, well...his body, to think, he wasn't quite sure how to bring it up. Or phrase it correctly.

It wasn't much of a stretch to imagine Ianto needing to be ready for anything with a guy like Jack around, and so Sulu just grinned. He had figured that, with all the flirting Jack had been doing around on the community, the other man was starting to get more and more back to his old self, and really, Sulu was honestly glad for it.

When Ianto looked like he wanted to say something, Sulu raised an eyebrow briefly before kissing him firmly, although briefly. "Use your words, Mr. Jones," he teased, rocking his hips against Ianto's briefly. He knew it definitely wasn't going to help Ianto's situation, but it was too much to resist.

Ianto drew in a sharp breath at the movement of Sulu's hips against his own. No, Sulu was right in thinking that it wasn't helping Ianto's situation at all. He forced himself to shut his mouth and give the other man a reproachful look at the combination of both those words and that action. He was having a hard enough time trying to speak as it was, never mind Sulu making it further difficult to do so.

Ianto blushed deeper again, but opened his mouth to speak. Using his words, and all. "I. How." Alright, so. Using the words. Maybe not well, but using them nonetheless. "How would you like to do this? I mean." He flicked his eyes away for a moment, gathering his courage, before looking back at the other man. "...would you. Would you like to switch things up, this time?" Maybe not the smoothest delivery he'd ever had, but. It was hard when the other man was naked and straddling him and he was trying to suggest sexual positions to the other man and all. What he would've given for Jack's confidence, in that moment...

Thankfully, Sulu knew not to push his luck, and so instead of trying to make things more difficult for Ianto he simply kissed him, keeping himself still in Ianto's lap as he did so. The kiss was more to reassure the other man than an actual answer; it was pretty obvious that Ianto was getting flustered, and Sulu liked that, but he also liked it when Ianto took charge. So, he just smiled at him after he pulled away and gently urged him on. "What did you have in mind?"

Ianto kissed Sulu back, grateful that he wasn't completely taking the piss of this situation. It was still hard to get himself to say the right things, but at least he was feeling a little better about it. "...well," Ianto said. "...I like. I like the way that we are right now. With." He brought his hands up to rest on each side of Sulu. "With the way you are now. And I was wondering if. Well. If we could stay like this." He really needed to get better at expressing these things, some day, he decided, as he ducked his head forward to rest on Sulu's shoulder. It was easier if the other man couldn't see him while he talked, though it didn't stop the blush at all. "If you would mind that at all, that is..."

Edited 2011-03-10 06:06 (UTC)

It wasn't as tough Sulu had any particular preference, not when it came to things like this, and he was enjoying the position they were in just as much as Ianto, so there was no real reason to turn Ianto down there. Truthfully, he was really, really up for staying this way, especially if it involved him pressed against Ianto like this, and really, what better use for a couch was there?

He moved his hands down to one of Ianto's, pulling his hand away from his side in order to wrap his fingers around the bottle he'd just dug out of Ianto's drawer. With both hands free now, he reached up to pull Ianto's head away from his shoulder; as much as he liked Ianto flustered, he liked being able to make eye-contact with him more. "I wouldn't mind at all." He paused for a moment, then added, "Wait... Do we have to use a condom?"

Ianto took the bottle from Sulu, gripping it in one hand absently as the other man moved his head to look at him straight in the eyes again. Which made Ianto blush all over again, but he didn't fight to look away. And then when Sulu paused and then added on the question, Ianto paused for a moment himself, thinking about it. "...not if we don't want to," Ianto said, after a moment, a slow smile spreading across his face. They hadn't had much of a choice last time, after all, but now...

"I mean. It's easier cleanup if we do, but." His smile quirked a little more, turning into more of a smirk. "We don't have to. Not if we don't want to. There isn't any reason anymore, after all, other than that. Since I'm completely cured... We're free to do whatever we like." He paused for a moment, before asking, "...do you think we should? Or. D'you want to go without this time?"

Sulu wasn't used to them and honestly didn't find them all that comfortable. It wasn't like it was that big a deal, but still... The less they had to deal with, the better. So, Sulu just grinned at Ianto and rolled his hips, raising a brow at the question.

"I'm from a century where we don't have sexually transmitted infections; I know you don't have any; and I know neither of us can get pregnant, so. Don't really have a reason to use one, do we?"

Ianto groaned slightly at the feeling of Sulu rolling his hips again, as well as his words. "God, don't even jinx that," he said, knowing full well that it weren't possible for either of them to get pregnant normally, but. Who knew what might turn up with Torchwood, if they were to rule it out completely. Who knew whether there were some male version of a Nostrovite or something like that... Ianto didn't want to even think about it right then.

"Alright," he said. "No condom. Don't need one, why bother. Here, though," he said, uncapping the bottle and grabbing Sulu's hand, turning it palm up, before looking up at him through slightly lidded, lust-darkened blue eyes. "...care to do the honors, then?" he asked, quirking a bit of a smirk and an eyebrow and, yes, alright, blushing still, but it was pretty much a given that he would be at least a little flushed from this point on. He could put it on himself, but. Where would be the fun in that, after all. And while Sulu did that...Ianto could work on getting ready in other ways...

Honestly, it was more the community that worried Sulu, but in all truth, he knew that would probably not become a problem. He readily put his free hand around the one Ianto had on the bottle and squeezed out a healthy amount of lubricant, shifting backwards enough so that he could slide his hand down and wrap it around Ianto's arousal, pumping slowly.

He could be content just with this, really, but the fact that he knew what they were going to be doing in just a short wile made it difficult to focus on actually getting ready for it. He usually could be patient - irritatingly so, he knew Ianto would say - but right now... He stood on his knees over Ianto, arching his back a bit as he leaned in to kiss him, keeping his grip as best as possible. If he didn't do something, he was pretty sure he'd go crazy.

Edited 2011-03-11 05:17 (UTC)

Ianto paused for a moment, sighing happily as Sulu's hand found it's way back around his arousal, before he realized that he had things that he needed to be doing as well. Squeezing lubricant out onto his own hand as well, he quickly capped the bottle and tossed it aside, spreading it over his fingers before reaching around Sulu kneeling there over him to trace the other man's opening, gently, teasing almost, before sliding two fingers in at once. Although Sulu hadn't done this thing too much before, as far as Ianto was aware, that didn't stop Ianto from being certain that he wasn't taking things too fast.

He kept his hand still there letting Sulu adjust for a moment as he took his other hand and wrapped it around Sulu's own arousal, stroking it gently. He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't looking forward to where they were going with this, but Ianto could be patient where patience was needed. When he was certain that the other man was okay with it, though he moved his fingers around slightly, stretching, exploring, and finally finding that one spot inside of him to brush and make the other man see stars for a moment.

Sulu sucked in a breath as Ianto pushed his fingers in, not having expected it but not at all complaining. It was a lead-in, a set-up, and he knew that anything they did right now was going to be nothing compared to what they would get up to. Shifting a bit to get more comfortable, Sulu found himself stuck between rocking between either of Ianto's hands, unable to decide which way would feel better because no matter what, Ianto knew how to make him feel fantastic.

His mind was made up for him as Ianto's fingers crooked against that one part of him that made him groan, rocking back as his eyes fell shut. "Jeeze," he murmured, realizing belatedly that his hand had dropped away from Ianto's erection. He moved back, stroking slow, his eyes opening to meet Ianto's gaze because right then, he didn't want to look at anything else.

To be honest, Ianto hadn't really noticed or cared that Sulu's hand had stilled and dropped away from him, he was more focused on the noise that Sulu let out, the movements he was making. ...the look in his eyes as he stared right back at the other man. Ianto quirked a smile, though it was more of a smirk, seeing as how his thoughts were...less than innocent. He rocked his hips against Sulu's hand and as he moved his fingers the same way he had before, continuing to meet Sulu's gaze as he did so. Though it was slightly difficult, considering, well. His mind was starting to getting away from him again. "You ready?" he asked, his voice slightly rough as he did so.

For a split second, Sulu couldn't tell up from down. He closed his eyes as pressed back against Ianto's fingers, resting his forehead against Ianto's and letting out a quiet sort of half-groan that came more from his chest than his throat. He could tell from the expression Ianto had been wearing that the other man was enjoying this, and that - that was really good, because Sulu was enjoying it too. But more than that, he knew that they needed to move on here; if they waited much longer, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to make it.

Raising his head to look at Ianto once more, he said as much. "Yeah, I'm ready. Beyond ready." It was all he could do to keep from telling him to just hurry it up.

Ianto raised his other hand to cup Sulu's cheek, pulling him forward to kiss him firmly once more, before pulling back with a smile. "Alright, then," he said. And gently, he pulled his fingers away, moving to grip himself and shifting, positioning himself in the right way at Sulu's entrance, before shifting forward and in one fluid, forward motion, and sliding himself into place.

He had to hold his breath for a moment. They had already waited so long that, if he did too much more in that moment, then things would be over right there and then. Shuddering slightly, he let out a shaky half sigh, half moan, tipping his head forward to bury it against Sulu's neck. He wanted to ask if Sulu was alright, if this was alright, but. God, he couldn't seem to formulate words anymore. So instead, he put his hands on either side of Sulu's hips, and, after the proper amount of steeling himself, slowly pulled out as much as he could given their position, before quickly and firmly thrusting back into place.

Sulu was glad when Ianto paused; he needed the moment to remember how to breathe. It wasn't always comfortable, doing this, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it; especially when it was Ianto. He went so far as to sit back against Ianto's thighs, pushing down against him even more, groaning under his breath. When Ianto's hands found his hips, he moved willingly upwards, his hands grasping Ianto's shoulders, bucking down against him as he thrust upwards. "Jeeze, Ianto, God..."

The combined facts that Sulu was moving with him, that he was reacting in such a way as he was and that he was being so vocal about it were working together to drive Ianto crazy. He kind of loved this position they were in. Sure, they were sort of like this the last time, but. He hadn't really been able to do much himself, what with the situation that they had found themselves in.

And without the barrier of the condom between himself and the other man this time... Ianto threw his head back and let out a long, low moan before rocking his head forward again, breathing against Sulu's neck. Taking it slow, both because if he sped up, the pair of them probably would only last half a minute more at best, but also because... Ianto's emotions called for it, at that moment. Taking it slow; that intense, low, burning fire that he felt in the pit of his chest for the other man, hopefully being translated into his actions at that moment as he once more used his hands on Sulu's hips to work with the other man in slowly pulling back as much as he could before rocking his hips and thrusting upwards into the other man again, this time letting out a groan as he did so.

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