Ianto is starting to feel grateful for the brace between his quivering legs and the bed he's leaning on because he doubts he could stay upright otherwise. He presses back eagerly into the kiss, doing his best to convey how turned on his is by this, how arousing the intensity of it all is. His whole lower body is throbbing from the strikes and his whimpers greedily at the question, sharing that desire Jack has to take his breath away completely. "Please!"