Ginny was trying her best to be logical, to stop Harry for a moment so that they could move somewhere else besides the stairs, but those sorts of ideas seemed to be coming to her almost through a fog. She couldn't think when Harry's mouth was sucking on the sensitive skin against her neck or as his hands skimmed against her skin as her sweater was lifted over her head.
"Harry." she sighed, growling softly in frustration as his shirt got caught on his elbows requiring several hard tugs to free it. "You really need to wear less clothing to work."