Shifting to free up a hand, Sulu reached down to rest it against Ianto's hand on his side, easily pressing into the kiss even as he shifted to try and get a little more comfortable. It wasn't hard to feel comfortable, though; whether Ianto was a man or a woman, Sulu never had trouble lying on top of him.

He didn't want to move quickly with this; they'd taken longer before even taking off their shirts, after all, and this was definitely an experience they were both going to have to adjust to first, but it was hard to not want to take off his shirt - or Ianto's shirt, for that matter, since he really hadn't gotten to see much of him like this yet.