Ianto made a low noise in agreement with Sulu, bringing his hand up to lie on Sulu's arm across his chest and hold him in place, to make sure that Sulu wasn't going anywhere, neither falling off the bed nor moving away in any way. Because he was comfortable, and he didn't want Sulu to move any further away from him than he had to. He liked being sprawled, tangled up with him in bed, and the fact that inevitably, at least one limb of the other man ended up thrown over him, on top of him. Leaving him feeling secure and comfortable.

After a moment, though, he groaned. A nap. "We're going to need to set an alarm or something," he mumbled. "If we don't want to end up sleeping until I'm supposed to go back to Torchwood tomorrow, that is..." He had a feeling that they could probably manage it accidentally, and Ianto was looking forward to being able to enjoy the rest of the vacation, despite the fact that they were no longer on the vacation planet. That didn't mean that it was over yet, after all.