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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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.

Ianto raised an eyebrow and quirked a smile. "I'm not sure that I ever want to have to stick you with another hypospray, if I can help it, but... The other part. The sex part. It was rather exciting. Different, and all. If you're interested..." He blushed slightly, lowering his eyes for a moment. "If you're interested, we've got some things in storage at Torchwood that work in sort of the same way, but. You know, minus the part where you're allergic to them, I hope. If you're interested, we could... Try giving some of them a go, sometime," he propositioned, idly, before going to get some shampoo out, lathering it in his hands before turning back.

"What d'you think, would it be worth looking into?" he asked, moving forward and starting to work his hands through Sulu's hair, the motions equal parts shampooing and massaging as he did so. Sulu'd scared him a little earlier in the day, he hoped that he wouldn't mind the doting on him because of that.

Sulu sighed, leaning into Ianto as the other began to work his hands through his hair, closing his eyes to avoid soap and water and just because he really was kind of tired. He couldn't help but grin lazily at Ianto's question, though.

"Yeah, I think that'd be worth looking in to. I'm not sure how I'm even supporting myself right now, honestly. You practically turned me completely boneless, with the way you were touching me back there." He cracked open an eye enough to look up at Ianto, "Not to mention, some of the stuff you were saying. I liked that, too. Using your voice against me and all."

"Only some of the stuff I was saying?" Ianto asked, trying to sound mock-offended and not even achieving that, there was too much of a smile in his voice. He ducked his head, blushing. "It was... It was sort of fun, to be honest. Having to be a bit more creative than I normally do. I'm glad that it worked, though. Any of it. I was half worried that I'd have to bring you back to medical...y'know. As you were," he said, with a bit of a smirk, working the shampoo further into Sulu's hair, using his fingernails to scratch a little more.

"Or just leave you like that, which I'm not sure which'd be worse, having to wait it out or needing medical help." He laughed, slightly. "I was pulling out all the stops. I'm... I'm honestly glad that you're not telling me it sounded ridiculous, really..."

Despite the soap in his hair and the fact that he was, really, trying to get clean (or let Ianto help him get clean), Sulu leaned up and kissed Ianto firmly, hands bracing against his hips. "Ianto Jones," he said, grinning, "You could read out a menu at a restaurant and I'd find it hot. That's how good your voice is."

Leaning his head into Ianto's hands, he closed his eyes to keep from getting anything in them and continued, "And I wouldn't be the first person to show up in medical with an allergic reaction to pollen like that. For some stupid reason," he chuckled, "People like to roll around in the stuff without thinking about whether or not they're allergic. I have no idea why."

Sulu knew his shower well enough to be able to reach over, filling his hand up with shower gel, lathering it briefly between his hands before bringing them around Ianto's sides, up to his back. He figured if Ianto was helping him, the least he could do was return the favor.

Ianto hummed at the touch, at the feel of Sulu's hands running over his skin. It felt wonderful to get clean after getting particularly gritty, especially as gritty as the pair of them had gotten, what with the run and then the swim and then the pollen and the sand. "Mmm, no, can't imagine why anyone'd do that either," he said, with a bit of a grin, considering the fact that the pair of them were pretty guilty of said crime.

He shifted slightly, so that Sulu was more in the path of the spray as he started to wash the shampoo out, careful not to get it in Sulu's face too much at all. "Guess I'll have to learn to take advantage of that, then, if you like the way I talk so much," he said, with a smirk of a smile. "...I wasn't kidding, you know. With the things that I said... I." He laughed. "I think it'd be rather fun, to catch you off-guard with something like that."

Having gotten the shampoo out of Sulu's hair, he figured he should keep going and just reached back, fumbling a little, before grabbing some conditioner, shifting Sulu out of the water once more so he could start massaging it into his hair. "Hope you don't mind if I do. You sounded pretty interested in it earlier, after all..."

Sulu wasn't hard to pamper, that was for sure; even something simple like Ianto washing his hair was enough to make him feel lazy and at ease. Not that he normally didn't feel like that, but it was different here. He smiled a little, pressing his fingers into Ianto's muscles as he all but brushed sand off of Ianto's skin.

"I don't think I'd mind. At all." His smile quirked at the edges and he all but drawled, "I never really took you for the type of guy to be into surprise phone sex, though." Though that wasn't strictly true - he knew Ianto was really not nearly as polite and gentlemanly as his persona made him out to be. But, that was the best part. The fact that he'd never really expect it to happen just made the idea of it actually happening that much more intimate.

"Mmm, I'm just full of surprises, then, aren't I?" he said, with a smirk in his voice as he reveled in the feeling of Sulu's hands on his skin. It wasn't exactly a massage, but his tired body didn't seem to care all that much. It was contact, and it was his, and he couldn't get enough of it, wouldn't be able to get enough of it even if he tried. "Like to keep you on your toes. I've got to keep myself remaining interesting somehow, after all."

Ianto finished putting the conditioner in Sulu's hair and shifted so he was directly under the water again, massaging his hands through the other man's hair, though his pace was becoming seriously more relaxed, the closer he got to getting the conditioner out of Sulu's hair. He hadn't quite finished before he leaned forward, pressing another kiss to the other man's lips, a lazy one, his hand only barely working itself in his hair, as if his brain hadn't quite told it that it didn't need to be moving any more.

Sulu tilted his head to help rinse his hair free of conditioner, leaning against Ianto as he did so. He felt himself being pulled a little and leaned into the kiss he knew was coming, sighing against Ianto's mouth and bringing his hands up to run over Ianto's neck and shoulders, leaving a trail of soap in his wake.

"You're plenty interesting," he said, smiling a bit into the kiss, "But the deviant behavior helps." His hands gripped at Ianto's arms, the water clearing the gel away, and then he brought his hand up to Ianto's neck, threading his fingers through his hair and feeling the grit there. "Think it's your turn," he mumbled, making a move for the shampoo.

"I suppose it is," Ianto replied, putting his hands on Sulu's waist and stilling for the moment, as the other man prepared to give him the same treatment he'd just done. "I'm glad you do think I am interesting, though. Sometimes I certainly don't think I am. Certainly not on the days I'm running inventory. There's nothing interesting about writing up supply lists. That's where the deviant behavior comes in, I guess."

He leaned against Sulu slightly, although he was careful not to lean too much, because he wasn't certain how sturdy the other man was on his feet in that moment. "I should probably be returning the favor and giving you a bit of a body wash too, then, shouldn't I..." he remarked, idly. Sighing, he tipped his head forward and pressed his forehead against Sulu's temple. "Maybe in a moment..."

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