Herbert freed one of his hands, so he could grip Kurloz's shoulder to help keep himself upright. It probably wouldn't help things if he just spilled into the other boy's lap. He wasn't exactly comfortable with the aggressive role, but he was used to it, considering the one person he'd spent the most time kissing hadn't really been into it as he was, and so he pushed himself forward a little, into Kurloz, and took thorough advantage of his mouth.

After what seemed like a long time, he finally pulled back a few inches, if only to take a proper breath and blink owlishly at the Slytherin from behind fogged up lenses.