Ianto lets the toy fall abandoned to the floor to be cleaned up later, and gathers Jack up into his arms as he feels that shiver run though him. It's quiet in the other room now; their guests must have shown themselves out, and even if there are still one or two left he has no interest in going to check on them. All he wants right now to be as close to Jack as possible.
"Can you make it to the bed?" He asks quietly, nuzzling against the sweaty spikes of his hair. "I want to hold you for a bit."