Ianto wasn't sure what else he could do to bring this on for Sulu. He was pulling out all the stops that he could, his voice, making it sound deeper, sexier, playing up the accent, using both hands in two different pleasure points, hell, using all the techniques that he could think of to facilitate this for the other, and still it hadn't been enough. He could feel Sulu's body tensing against him, though, stiffening, his movements becoming more and more frantic and god, he could hear that note in his voice, he could feel the nails in his back and the stiffness in his muscles that he really was almost there.

He didn't know what else he could do, so he kept up with what he was. "Then we'll definitely have to try it out sometime. You and me. I could even try it over the phone. While you're on a short break, if I'm feeling bad. Have you sitting there, thinking of me as you finish your shift, knowing what we'd done together, knowing that there's more where that came from, when you come back to me..." He growled slightly and leaned forward, pressing further against Sulu and nipping his earlobe, speaking softly and gruffly directly to him. "And that's a promise. You watch yourself, Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu..."