Making a strangled, needy noise against Ianto's mouth, he ground hi hips up against Ianto's and tried to devour his mouth. He could feel the elastic of his underwear but in all honesty had forgotten about it completely; it was a shame that it was there but everything felt so good as it was, why bother changing anything at all?

He had no idea how long this would even last; it was hard to tell with aphrodisiacs like this, because sometimes the feeling would fade quickly and other times - like this - it would urge you on, making you feel like your chest and gut were on fire in all the best ways. It was dangerous if you weren't healthy and mortifying if you weren't with someone you wanted to be with, but they were neither of those things and Sulu relished in it. He bit at Ianto's lip as gently as he could, knowing it was still harder than he'd otherwise feel comfortable with, and groaned into his mouth.