"It's sort of been one of those days," Sulu agreed quietly, his hands slicking through Ianto's hair a few more times before bringing him forward under the spray. He was really starting to feel honestly exhausted, and it was almost refreshing after the adrenaline and the fear and the aphrodisiac; it was the kind of feeling you only got when you felt safe enough.

"Last thing I want is for us to pass out here, though. Do you want me to go ahead with the conditioner, or should we save it for later?" he asked, leaning in to nuzzle against Ianto's jaw. He wouldn't normally have done it, but - he was tired and comfortable and all too ready for a nap with Ianto. It had felt like the appropriate motion for the state he was currently in.