Almost immediately after Ianto injected the hypo into his neck, Sulu felt his airway clear up and began practically swallowing down air, gasping and jerking upright as the mild adrenaline in the medication kicked in. "Jesus!" he gasped, one hand reaching up to clutch at his throat, the rash already starting to look better. "Christ..."

But now that he was only focusing on getting in as much air as possible, the pollen's effects were starting to kick back into gear. Barely missing a heartbeat, Sulu's hands reached out and grabbed either side of Ianto's neck, pulling him into a desperate, vaguely hysterical kiss.