Ianto blushed, turning his head to the side slightly looking away. He wasn't embarrassed by Sulu kissing him so much as he was embarrassed by the fact that he didn't mind it all that much, when he really felt like he should. This whole thing should be weird for him, he shouldn't be okay with even the idea of anything of the sort, and yet. Well, this was Sulu. He trusted him, implicitly, and even if the idea was a little weird, it wasn't...well, bad. Just...weird. Different. Kind of nice, though.

"I... I'm not sure," Ianto said, sounding just about as confident as he felt right at that moment, which was to say not very. "Not really anything in particular in mind, no..."