Ianto didn't mind the talking. He thought it was kind of hot, hearing Sulu all hot and bothered like he was. Okay, more than kind of. Ianto kissed Sulu back firmly for a moment, before pulling back and shifting his head to press a kiss against the side of Sulu's neck, speaking up again. "It's fine. You're fine. You certainly don't need to apologize about it." He ran his lips over the side of Sulu's neck, keeping his hands going in the same rhythm and motions, making sure to keep things nice and steady.

"If you could just get off on my voice, there'd be no stopping us," he said, roughly, figuring he might as well play up the sound of it, allowing his accent to get a little rougher as well. "Maybe we'll have to try it sometime. See if I can. See if the pair of us are up for the challenge." Ianto bit down where his mouth was for a moment, before releasing it and licking the spot gently. "Come on now, cariad," he urged him, "you're so close. I know we can get there. Just let yourself go..." Okay, so that didn't make a lot of sense. Ianto figured talking would help, though, and Sulu was so far gone he wasn't sure that that actually mattered anymore either.