[ It does feel different than all that. Like he won't wake up from a terrible dream in the morning. This makes sense and even though he's pretty damn happy they do have that first time under their respective belts, he's even happier that they get a second go at a first time. With everything that's gone on between them, he wants to do it right.
He lets Ianto's shirt hang open, hands sliding to caress along his spine with great adoration. Eager to feel more heat he moves in to kiss along Ianto's neck, blunt teeth gently nipping at his skin. Long gone are the days when he wanted nothing more than to break that very same skin and that means something. Of course it does. ]