"I'll always come when you call," Sulu said softly, resting his chin against the crown of Ianto's head. "I had to wait this time, but I'll fix that." And he would. He'd talk to Jim and arrange a different schedule, pull as many favors as he had - whatever it took, Sulu would do it. He closed his eyes, taking a slow, calming breath before letting it out in a contented sigh.

"Really, though," he added, "I want to be with you. None of this is a hassle for me, so I never want you to think otherwise, okay?" He ran his one hand up Ianto's back, the other rubbing Ianto's shoulders, staying clear of the leather strap. He almost wanted to touch it, but at the same time, he had no idea how Ianto would react - how it would react. He'd brushed against the strap before, but actually touching it... no. He didn't want to risk it.