Dazedly, Herbert thought that he'd never kissed anyone so intensely into it as the Slytherin boy, and that included being pounced by Stark under the influence of a love potion. Maybe Kurloz kissed everyone this way (Herbert was guessing he did), but for right now all that attention and energy was focused on the little Ravenclaw, and it was hard not to be flattered and pleased by that. Herbert found himself fitting his body up closer to the taller boy, molding against him, and making soft, low noises into kiss. His hands trailed down Kurloz's back, rubbing up and down the Slytherin's spine in time with his breath.