Because this is easy, far easier than the messy complexity of emotional conversations. This, John can do with barely a thought. Easy seduction is as second nature to John as breathing, and Ianto did want to be warm.

"We got time," he says, and John pulls back enough to touch his forehead to Ianto's -- moves one hand to brush along his cheek before pulling back to meet his eyes properly. "Just so you know," he adds finally, "I still think this is a terrible idea -- but, now it's officially your terrible idea. Not mine."

So, you know, don't blame him. He twitches a wry, teasing sort of smile.