Ianto waits until John is settled again before he reaches for the other man in return. The spark of pleasure still singing along his veins and the hum of the alcohol mingling with it enough to keep him from minding that he's still half-undressed as he tugs John into a fierce kiss with a firm hand around the back of his head. He can taste himself on the other man's lips and he has to pull back to catch his breath far sooner than he might have if not for the fact that he's still breathless from before.

"You did," he agrees, tucking his head into the crook of the other man's neck. "You did, you ridiculous..." He trails off, reaching up to run another hand through the other man's hair then down across his chest. Pinching his fingers across a nipple, stroking them along the span of his abs. Mouthing the edge of John's jaw as he works his way down the length of John's body to stroke him through his trousers. "Let me--..."