Ianto couldn't complain about the fact that he suddenly found himself pressed against the other man, his hand on Sulu's shoulder working its way up to cup the other man's head gently, kissing him back equally as heavy and sloppy as Sulu was giving him. Any breathlessness that he might have noticed from the other man was completely disregarded. He didn't even make a note of the fact that kissing him, touching him, being all over the other man was probably the only thing on his mind at that moment, despite the fact that moments earlier, he had wanted nothing more than to just take a breather and not do much of anything at all.

He was feeling a little breathless himself, so after a moment, he pulled back, but he couldn't pull back completely, so instead he moved to fasten his lips on the other man's neck, laying hot, open-mouthed kisses to Sulu's skin as he did so, his hand moving to slide and rest on Sulu's side as he did so, pressing as firmly as he could against him in the position that they were in and moaning in pleasure.