Sulu was quick to finish drying off - he'd gotten good at it, what with his job and all - and tossed the towel aside, not even aiming for the bathroom. He hadn't been kidding about leaving things lying around; he did it all the time, especially when he was exhausted, and he wasn't going to go back into the bathroom just to hang the towel up again or anything. Maybe later, though.

For now, he was focused on climbing into bed with Ianto, practically falling into it. Without a moment's hesitation, he was spreading out, one of his arms snaking over Ianto's chest to hold onto him - both because he wanted to, and because he really didn't want to fall off the edge accidentally. After a moment, he drew a knee up to hook over one of Ianto's legs, shifting around a little to try and get comfortable. "I love my bed," he said, already sounding like he was ready to pass out. "Perfect for naps."