Even as Ianto managed to find that release, Sulu was rocking his hips, trying to move in every angle to get him to follow suit. He wasn't even sure it was possible at this point, but if it wasn't, he was going to go mad over it.

When Ianto regained his sense and reached down to wrap around him, he threw an arm around Ianto's shoulders and buried his face in the crook of his neck, unable to help the low whining noises that escaped with every buck of his hips. He wished he weren't allergic - at the very least, he wished he knew what to do!