Akihiko was startled for a moment that Ianto had actually asked, but he grinned a little secretively and nodded. "Well...yeah, of course," he said.

He squirmed and took a hasty sip of his coffee, nodding. "I was really really sensitive, actually. I guess the virus made all of my skin really hyper-sensitive? I don't think we could have, uh, held back even if we'd wanted to."

This was such a weird conversation.