torchwoodteaboy | [RL WITH SULU][backdated to 03-20] Shoreleave: Part 2

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[RL WITH SULU][backdated to 03-20] Shoreleave: Part 2

Ianto had thought that one day on the planet had been exciting enough, but the prospect of another, when Sulu had mentioned it, had been too good to pass up. They'd had such a nice time on the beach, after all. It was only fair that they do a little exploring, let Sulu look for the alien plants that he would want to and get to watch the other man geek out about something for a while. Ianto himself had been embarrassingly excited about the planet and the beach and all the previous day, after all. It would be nice to be able to be the one to sit back and watch the excitement on someone else for a change, reverse roles from the previous day.

They hadn't gotten too early of a start. After all, this was a vacation for the pair of them, and it wouldn't do to have to wake up in the wee hours of the morning (if there were such a thing in space, Ianto didn't really even know). But they gave themselves the better part of the day, and after having a bite to eat (Ianto wasn't sure he would ever get enough of being fascinated with the replicators), and a quick stop by Ianto's flat for more clothes for him (he needed long pants if they might be venturing into the jungle, after all, it was only practical) they found themselves beaming down to the planet again, Sulu with his kit and Ianto with...well. The clothes on his back, really. He didn't really have anything to bring along himself, since they were mostly going to be exploring inland this time.

Ianto looked up at the clear blue sky above him, and smiled at the fact that even the weather seemed to have adjusted so that it was cool enough for him to be comfortable in jeans, but not too cool that it wasn't still pretty warm. "...god," he said. "It's like this place is gorgeous every day." He shot a smile sideways at Sulu. "Better not let me visit for many more days, I might want to stay," he joked.

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Sulu nodded, climbing out of Ianto's lap just as slowly as Ianto shifted. When he found himself on the sand, he couldn't help but fall backwards, careful not to knock his head on the ground too hard as he did so. "Don't breathe in," he warned, though it was with a very casual tone. He wouldn't really mind if Ianto got affected again. He was exhausted, but not so exhausted that he wouldn't be able to help him out.

But, more importantly, he wanted Ianto to be safe, and though he was sure the other could handle another, smaller dose of pollen, he wouldn't want to risk it. So, he stared up at the sky and added, "There's a trowl in the kit. And sample bags. Just need one of them, I guess."

Ianto looked back at Sulu, lying back in the sand there, and smiled slightly. He wanted to take him back to his quarters and lay down him, let him get the rest that he knew the other man had to be fighting off at the moment. "I'll remember not to," he said, reassuring the other man. He'd turned back to the field and was preparing himself to walk in when the next words came. He knew Sulu couldn't see him anymore, but he nodded nonetheless, taking on more deep breath in before heading into the field towards where they'd left their things.

Getting the sample wasn't too hard. He found the trowel and dug one out, putting it in a sample bag, pausing, before double-bagging it and sticking it in the kit. He had to take a breath as he picked up their clothes, knowing that he'd be alright with just having breathed that, before he made his way back to the shore. He didn't let himself breathe normally until he was safe on the sand again.

"Got it," he said. He shook Sulu's clothes, getting as much pollen as he could off of them, before he handed them back to him. "Here," he said, quietly. "Might want to put these back on before we beam back aboard, yeah?"

Sulu sat up slowly, looking at Ianto for a moment before pushing himself to his feet, grabbing his clothes and pulling them on. "Thanks," he said, smiling at the other, though he still looked sleepy as all get out. "Really, I mean it. I just wish I wasn't so allergic - that would've gone a lot smoother."

He frowned, then, looking around, "...And I wish today had gone better. Sorry, about all that." He looked to Ianto, "But, I'm ready when you are."

"Hey," Ianto said, after he'd pulled on his clothes and stepped forward to grab Sulu's hand, squeezing gently, the other man's botany kit slung over his shoulder. "It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize about it. Sure, it was a little harrowing, but. There's never a dull moment between the two of us, yeah? And we're safe now, and I get to go back with you now, we've still got the rest of the day... All-in-all, an eventful vacation."

He squeezed Sulu's hand again, before nodding. "But yeah. I'm ready to go back, get settled in, have a more relaxing rest of the day, if it's all the same to you...?" he said, with a little smile.

"I'm all for relaxing," Sulu said, digging out his comm and flipping it open. He paused to look at Ianto, then grinned a little. "We're going to need a shower. I can see sand in your hair and we're covered in pollen." He sighed, "I hope I don't need to burn these jeans, they're my favorite."

Still, that wouldn't matter too much, since he was sure he could find another pair to pick as his favorite. So long as he didn't inhale any more pollen, he'd be fine. "Here, let's get going. I think we both deserve it, after being chased off a cliff and my nearly choking to death, right?"

Ianto nodded at the idea of a shower, although at the mention of burning his jeans, he shook his head. "Shouldn't need to," he said, "unless this is some sort of crazy pollen that doesn't come out with a little soap and water. I don't know what sort of laundry you have aboard the ship, but if that doesn't do the trick, I can see if I might be able to get it out the old-fashioned way back in Cardiff," he said, with a bit of a quirked smile. "It would be a shame to have to get rid of them, after all. They are very nice."

What with the fact that he was probably covered in sand and pollen and salt water, though, the idea of a nice warm shower sounded pretty good to Ianto himself. "Think you can make it through a shower without falling asleep?" he teased, gently, although he was half serious. Sulu looked absolutely knackered, he thought.

"It's not the pollen that's crazy," Sulu admitted, "It's more like my allergies. But. You're right, I should be able to clean them off." Thankfully, the medication was still working through his system, so he did have a little leniency here when it came to how close he got to the pollen. And besides - Ianto was right. He was tired; he'd get some of his energy back once he was in the shower, and after a nap he'd probably be more well rested than he'd been in a while. Which he wasn't complaining about.

He commed the transporter room once he was sure they'd both gotten everything they'd brought with them, and once he gave over their location, it was only a matter of moments before they were being beamed back aboard the ship. He immediately put a steadying hand on Ianto - though he was a little wobbly himself, so maybe it was more for his benefit than the other's - and shot the engineers in charge a look. It clearly explained that nobody should ask why they looked haggard, were sopping wet and covered with white pollen and sand, and it wasn't until they got out of the room that he heard gossiping start, thankfully.

Ianto kept a hold on the bag that Sulu had brought along to carry the kit while they made their way out of the transport room, grateful that there hadn't been questions or snide remarks as far as that was concerned, and that it...wasn't too readily apparent that they'd just had a little roll around in the sand together thanks to a very potent sex pollen. At least, not as far as he was aware, it wasn't.

"You're going to be alright with the samples sitting in your room?" he asked. "I mean, I double-bagged it. I don't know whether that actually helped or not, but. You're going to have to wash this bag as well, to get the pollen off completely. And...well. We're probably going to need to find me a spare change of clothes as well." It wouldn't do, to have to change back into these sandy, wet, pollen-covered things after he'd cleaned and rested up. He'd be staying until Sulu kicked him out, or his vacation was over, and he had until the next day to return to work, so. He wasn't planning on leaving the other man any sooner than that. Granted. They did have the portkey, which went back to his front entry. They could just go back with him naked, but. He wasn't too sure about that yet.

"I can put them in a lockbox until I head up to the lab," Sulu replied, leaning a little against Ianto as they walked, "They should be okay for a few hours. If not, I've got a few more days to send people down to get more samples for me, or to get my own."

He couldn't help but smile a little as Ianto mentioned needing a change of clothes, shrugging. "I could always pop over to your place and get you some. Or," he continued, feigning casualness, "We could just not get dressed again until you have to leave." Which wasn't a bad idea. It wasn't like they had anything to do, after all. Definitely no more planet hopping for the day, and really, they could get food any time they wanted. They really didn't have to get dressed again, and Sulu was maybe a little interested in it now that he'd suggested it. He doubted Ianto would go for it, though.

It said something that Ianto didn't mind the leaning against him and who might see them, that he even put his arm around the other man as they walked and didn't once think about what sort of an impression that might have. He seemed to be placated by Sulu's response, though, so he didn't bring it up.

Contrary to Sulu's thoughts at that moment, though, Ianto did have a wicked streak. The man had gotten him to go skinny dipping the day before. There's no reason why he wouldn't agree to something a little less public than that. "We could. We do have a direct route into the entryway of my flat, after all, and it isn't like that's in front of a big window or anything... So it might not be so bad after all, not having a change of clothes," he said, turning to look at the other man with a little bit of a smirk on his face.

Sulu's lips quirked upwards as he looked sidelong at Ianto, still desperately pretending to be completely nonchalant about the idea. "And anyway, if it got to be too much, we could always hide out in the bed." He grinned a little there, adding, "Nothing abnormal about not wearing clothes to bed." Even though, honestly? He didn't expect they'd get many other places but the bed. It was all for the sake of pretending.

They reached the lift and Sulu led the other man in, pressing the touchscreen to take them up to his floor; when the doors closed, he leaned a bit more heavily on Ianto. "I am tired, though," he admitted reluctantly, "So first thing's first, a hot shower to wake up." He closed his eyes briefly and added, "And maybe not so vigorous a workout this time around."

Ianto wrapped his arm around Sulu's waist, holding him against him as he leaned. "We can take things a lot slower this time, now that we're not being forced into quite as much of a state as that pollen got us, yeah," Ianto agreed. "I don't want to wear you out completely, though. Maybe some other time, we can try that, but I'd prefer if it were more on our terms than it was today, if we do..."

"So," he said, collecting his thoughts aloud. "A hot shower, not too vigorous, and then maybe we can head to bed?" He smirked a little bit, although it was a gentle one. If Sulu'd need a bit of a nap for recovery after that, then he could have one. Hell, if he did, Ianto'd join him too. They had until the next morning to do whatever they wanted, and if they were going to spend the rest of the time naked like Sulu'd proposed, perhaps a little rest in between wouldn't be such a bad idea.

"So long as we don't pass out for the rest of your vacation time," Sulu said, closing his eyes as he rested his head briefly on Ianto's shoulder, before straightening up as the lift doors opened. "I don't want to waste it sleeping, even if I can come see you any time."

He put a bit of space between them so that he could keep his footing, though he made sure to keep close enough so that Ianto's arm could stay planted around his waist, if he chose to keep it there. He liked that, honestly - he liked that Ianto was okay with more open displays of affection, even if they were just in the lift, or walking down one of the lower decks. It was nice.

The truth was that a nice, steady relationship like the one he had with Sulu and Jack was doing wonders for him in terms of things like this. Because both of them were so comfortable in their own skins, and so assured that things like this, walking with his arm around Sulu's waist down the corridor of the Enterprise, they weren't so bad. That if someone saw them, it wouldn't matter. It was starting to rub off on him, and while he was sure that he'd never be okay with being openly forward in front of other people, this walking with his arm around Sulu's waist, bit? It was nice. So Ianto kept his hand right where he had it.

"Oh, I doubt it that we'll waste the whole time sleeping. Just for a little bit. I'll set an alarm. Wake you up, if that doesn't work for you too..." Maybe pull a few tricks out of Jack's bag if it came to that. Ianto'd slept through enough alarms (when they didn't matter) to be familiar with his tactics there, and all. And they would still be on vacation, then, so he could.

Sulu's hand reached up to hook across Ianto's shoulders, not quite fitting because of their height difference, but he really didn't care. He liked keeping his hands on Ianto, and if it was in relative public (even though there was basically nobody around), it was all the better. Little steps, anyway, he figured.

"I'm a pretty heavy sleeper when I'm tired," Sulu said, raising an eyebrow at Ianto in curiosity - smiling a little. "You'd better have some really persuasive ways to wake people up, if I end up sleeping through any alarms." ...And maybe he'd play at sleeping through it just to find out what they were. Ianto didn't strike him as the jump-on-the-bed sort of guy that Sulu himself was, after all - he was a little too... sly for that.

Ianto turned to smile a little back at Sulu, although it was more something of a smirk. He knew that Sulu could be a heavy sleeper. Granted, he'd never seen him quite this exhausted before, but he had slept with him a few times when waking him up was harder to do than one might think, and so he had an idea of how hard it might be to wake him up this time around. "Well... So long as you're giving me permission now to do whatever I like to try and do so, consider it done," he said, almost coyly, but. Really, he didn't think Sulu would mind too much, being woken up by the means that he was considering and all.

"But now's a bit early to be contemplating anything like that, anyway," Ianto said, turning his attention back to the corridor in front of them, and yes, with a slight blush on his face. "After all, we haven't even had that shower yet, yeah? Because we're going to need one before we even think about going to bed. I mean. Look at us," he said. And covered in sand and pollen, they did look a bit of a mess, all things considered. "How much further's your cabin from here?" he asked.

"It's just a little further," Sulu replied, grinning a bit at the blush on Ianto's face, really relishing it and the fact that he'd put it there. He really couldn't help but enjoy that sort of thing on Ianto. He led him down along the curving hallway until they reached his room, only a minute or so after Sulu had mentioned how close they were. "We seriously are a mess," he was saying as they reached the door, "But thankfully, the shower's pretty great. Even has a jacuzzi function," he added with a smile as he set in his code.

Truthfully, the shower-tub combination unit was pretty damned nice, all things considered. He hoped Ianto thought it was good enough, for that matter. "C'mon," he said, pulling Ianto in the room as the door slid open, then locked behind them, "I really need out of these clothes."

"A jacuzzi function?" Ianto asked, as he followed Sulu into his quarters and watched him lock the door behind them. "You... Seriously?" He smiled for a moment, slow and wide. "If only we weren't showering as much to get clean as we were to do...well. Other things." He hadn't taken a bath with Sulu since...well. Since he'd gotten better. It'd be nice to demonstrate the fact that they could have a little fun in there, too. Lots of fun, really. He had half a mind to suggest a bath, but they really did need to get cleaned off before anything.

At the comment about his clothes, Ianto stepped forward, tugging at the hem of Sulu's shirt slyly, tugging him in the direction of the bathroom. "As for these clothes, though. I agree. You definitely need out of them. We both do..." As it was, they were still soaking wet and uncomfortable as hell, with all of the sand and grit underneath. God, but getting clean was going to feel so good, after this.

Sulu let Ianto tug him, hands reaching to undo the fly of his jeans even as they walked. "Well," he said, trying to be smooth and maybe failing a little at it, "There's always later. It's not going anywhere, after all." He called out a command to lock the door before they got too far involved in this, then grabbed Ianto's hand and led him the last few feet into the bathroom, the door sliding shut behind them. Sucking in some air, Sulu yanked his shirt off as quickly as he could, turning to look at Ianto and running his hands through his hair.

"How hot do you want it?" he asked, before moving over to the shower-tub combination unit, getting ready to set the temperature.

This was true, there would always be later. It never hurt to be too clean, or anything, Ianto decided. And if not this time, then the next. Or the next. He wasn't going to forget about the option, at least. At Sulu's question about the water, though, Ianto shrugged. "I dunno," he said, after a moment. "I'd rather not be boiled alive, if that's what you mean," he said, with a bit of a smile as he reached to tug his shirt off over his head as well, tossing it aside to a corner of the bathroom that he hoped Sulu wouldn't mind getting a bit sandy. "We wouldn't want to overheat in here, either, so. Not incredibly so." Ianto couldn't take really hot water anyway, and his ideal temperature was probably lower than Sulu's was.

"Tell you what," he said. "How hot do you normally make it? If you think it's warmer than I'd like, turn it down a few degrees and that should be fine, yeah? I trust your intuition." He moved to start kicking off his shoes and socks, adding them to the pile in the corner as well.

Sulu nodded and dialed in a temperature lower on his scale of comfort, but not low enough to be considered cool by any measure. Or even lukewarm. If it was too hot, he could easily adjust it with a touch of a button, after all.

The shower spray came on and Sulu stepped back to toe off his shoes, then climb out of his wet, sandy and pollen-covered jeans, tossing them on top of his shirt, not worrying about whether their laundry was getting tangled up together. It really wasn't like they weren't all filthy. Though, the closer they got to actually getting into the shower, the more Sulu started to realize just how beat up he was. They had, after all, run through a forest, jumped off a cliff, swam for who knew how far, and then gotten into even more exhausting activities. He was a little surprised he was still standing - but he imagined some of the adrenaline from the day, mixed with the medication he'd taken, was keeping him up and running. Thankfully.

Ianto was feeling pretty drained himself, which was in part why he was keeping a very keen eye on Sulu. The other man had been through the same amount of stress that he had and more, and though Sulu was more physically fit than he was, the whole factor of Sulu's allergy and near asphyxiation from it followed by their literal sex on the beach that had been particularly strenuous as well, especially for Sulu, so. Yeah, definitely keeping an eye on him, making sure not to push too hard or let him push too hard either.

Ianto undid the fastenings of his jeans, pushing them and his pants down and kicking them off into the pile of clothes forming in the corner of the bathroom. He stepped forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Sulu's lips, before pulling back and running his hand over the other man's hair, shaking his head as he watched sand fall out of it from the action. "C'mon," he said, running his hand down Sulu's arm to take his hand, tugging him toward the shower. "We're practically raining grit, we are. This whole room's probably going to need sweeping because of us."

Sulu followed, grinning a bit. "Don't worry about it. I don't think sand is going to ruin my bathroom." After all, he did have some clutter on his sink - even a plant, though it was just a houseplant from home - and so it wasn't as though he was unused to being messy. "I'll take care of it later."

Stepping over the edge of the tub and taking Ianto with him, he pulled the other man under the spray, leaning back against the tiled wall for a moment. It seemed like he really hadn't had a moment to relax all day - and while he wasn't unused to that, exactly, it was always a little bit of a shock when he finally got a chance to unwind. He reached up and ran his hands through his hair, tilting his head to lean it against Ianto's chest as the spray went to work taking out the sand from his hair. "Remind me never to go near flowers ever again," he groused, though it was completely good-natured.

Ianto brought his hands up to thread through Sulu's hair as the other man's head tilted forward to lean against his chest. He smiled slightly as he spoke up, nodding. "Noted. I'll be seeing to it that we don't go rolling around in any more fields of flowers until you're certain you know what they are and what sorts of side-effects there might be from them. Next time you're under the influence of sex pollen, it'll be because you wanted to be, not quite the surprise that it was today..."

He ran his hands through Sulu's hair again, one moving to massage the back of his neck, before tilting his head forward to press his lips against his hair, shutting his eyes against the spray before speaking up. "Got any shampoo anywhere?" he asked. He figured that he might as well wash Sulu's hair for him, give him a scalp massage of sorts while he calmed down and reassured himself that they were both okay. That the events of the day hadn't resulted in anything more than exhaustion on both their parts.

Sulu made a vague gesture to a small shelf in the corner of the tub, where three dispensers were set up. "Left is shampoo, middle is conditioner, right is shower gel," he said, knowing it was probably a lot different from anything Ianto was used to but figuring he could make the most of it. He lifted his head then, giving Ianto an appraising look. "Are you saying you want me under the influence of sex pollen again?" Because. Well, other than the potential asphyxiation, he had to admit, he'd pretty well enjoyed himself then and there.

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