Lennon was overly impulsive at times, but at least he was aware of that character flaw. As much as he'd love for Felix to fuck him into next month, that probably wasn't the wisest action right now, between the barely-knew-each-other of it all along with a dash of still-have-to-live-in-close-proximity-if-things-go-south and then the whole do-we-even-have-condoms-and-lube thing. Awkward and definitely might take him out of the mood. He wasn't that worried about anything Felix might say about him... seemed like the guy kept himself out of a lot of the bullshit that went on. He was just determined that as long as Felix was willing-- and he seemed to be-- they were going to have an awesome time here.
He smiled even as his eyes stayed locked to the skin Felix was showing as he tugged his shirt up. "Probably about as easy as me, and hopefully you wanna have a good time, too." Lennon unbuttoned his jeans and eased down the zipper, more than ready for the next step. When asked how long of a break he wanted, he sucked on his lower lip as if thinking it over, never taking his eyes off of the other man. "I'd be good with sucking you dry," he said conversationally, as if remarking on the weather, the wicked glint in his eyes belying his tone. "And hopefully vice versa."