Sulu leaned into the kiss, letting Ianto have control while still pressing his fingers against Ianto, dragging his hand to the small of his back and resisting the urge to pull him flush against him. He didn't want to be too distracting - the last thing they needed was a fire. Or burnt cream and butter. With half a sigh as Ianto pulled back, he couldn't help but grin lazily. "We have time to be a little distracted. Unless there's something else you'd rather be doing."