Sulu took the hint Ianto gave him and deepened the kiss, moving his hand to drape over the back of Ianto's neck, threading his fingers through the hair there. God, but did he like to kiss Ianto. He was surprised, thinking about it now, that he'd managed to go so many months without so much as a thought of doing this, before that day in the rain. He berated himself, even though he knew he had put on his blinders because he'd thought Ianto and Jack were in a closed relationship, not an open one like it had turned out. He could have been doing this for a while. Possibly, at least.
He couldn't hold back a moaning sort of sound at the feel of Ianto's fingers in his hair, finding his arm pulling Ianto a fraction closer to him. He couldn't help himself, really; it felt so nice to have Ianto this close, and he didn't want it to end.
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Date: 2010-09-15 05:51 am (UTC)He couldn't hold back a moaning sort of sound at the feel of Ianto's fingers in his hair, finding his arm pulling Ianto a fraction closer to him. He couldn't help himself, really; it felt so nice to have Ianto this close, and he didn't want it to end.