Knowing that he needed this - and God, did he want it - Sulu forced himself to try and relax, taking slow breath to try and release some of the tension that had been building up in him, silently hoping that they would get there. He wasn't sure what he'd do otherwise.

The change in pace and Ianto's teeth against his skin made him shudder and moan; it was a quiet, thready thing, and despite the intensity of his desire for things to be hard and fast, he could already feel this working so much better. When Ianto pressed in against him, asking him if it was all right or not, he couldn't help but turn his head to kiss Ianto hard. "No," he managed to say, partially into Ianto's mouth.