Felix's grin went a little wide, the forwardness pleasantly surprising, particularly coming from Lennon. He moved again, finishing with his shirt and dropping it over the edge of the bed, ink and scars and everything else on full display now. He could hear the material drop onto the floor, but didn't really care where it actually ended up for the day as long as there was no danger the rabbit might get ahold of it.
"I'm sure as fuck not opposed, and the enthusiasm is phenomenal, buuuuut...." His hand moved over Lennon's, using it to add momentary pressure to his fly, but then removing both from the area. "You do realize that there's a whole laundry list of fantastic shit we can fool around with between this and working up to someone fucking someone else's mouth, right?" He shifted, nudging Lennon's shoulder to get him to slide further back on the mattress until his back met the wall. When Lennon acquiesced, Felix moved, the bed creaking a bit as he situating himself onto his knees then sweeping one over Lennon's lap to straddle his thighs. "Unless you're in a hurry. I don't have anywhere to be."