The sex was mind-blowing.
They were drunk and not yet in love, and it was not ideal. But it holy fuck was it amazing!
It was flawed, rushed, and human, but it left both of them exhausted and satisfied.
For Ianto it was a craving that once fulfilled, made it's effect noticed. He could only feel what he had been lacking now that the want was gone.
In someways he supposed it was healing.
That night was an act of forgiveness, of forgetting, and of potential.
And they both silently hoped it would be the start of something more.