The noise and her tongue pressing inside his mouth against his and just..everything about her felt so good. He made a soft noise similar to hers against her lips, trying to keep himself quiet to avoid waking his sleeping dormmates. His hand under her shirt travelled higher, the other finding itself in her hair, holding her against him.
Harold's hand under her shirt moved to her side, thumb stroking the side of her breast. The pleasure of her weight, and her kiss and her taste and her skin was almost overwhelming, and Harold realised that he was failing to keep himself from becoming aroused. He blushed as he realised his growing erection was pressing against her thigh, and broke their kiss with a soft gasp for breath and a hastily whispered, "sorry!"