Ianto chuckled into the kiss at Sulu's misquote, but he wasn't going to speak up and try and correct him. There were better things to be doing with their time right at that moment. Ianto stepped a little closer to the other man, not exactly standing flush with him but definitely pressed rather intimately against him as he kissed him back.

He was expecting to be interrupted by some timer or another but it still came as a bit of a surprise when it sounded off. With a groan, he pulled back out of the kiss enough so that he could speak up. "Pasta's done," he said. "Means the sauce's only got about thirty seconds left as well..." He supposed...that he should do something about that. Leaning in for one final brief kiss, he pulled back and went back to the stove, turning the burner off and indicating the pot of pasta. "Care to do the honors, then?" he asked, with a smile, meaning to drain the pasta. "Unless you'd rather add the cheese and garlic and do the whisking..."