Sulu tried to gasp for breath as Ianto's mouth moved from his to his neck, breathing rough and strangled. "Just a few more seconds" had passed, but he couldn't tear himself away, nails scratching lightly against Ianto's scalp as he struggled against his desire to climb on top of the other man. Shit, shit, shit - !

"Ianto," he gasped, and at least the pollen couldn't control the kind of tone he used, a panicked, choked and veering towards hysterical one. He couldn't breathe and now that he was getting turned on by more than just the pollen, he was starting to hurt because of it. Damn it - the species of flowers filling the air with aphrodisiac had a much higher potency than anything he'd dealt with before and it was going to make it impossible to not touch Ianto and... ah, he ground his hips against the other as best he could, freeing up a hand to grab at Ianto's shoulder. "Ianto!" he rasped again, pulling in barely enough breath for even that.