It definitely was slightly awkward, not because of them, just because of the intricacies of trying to walk and kiss and touch all at the same time. But at the same time, it was good. Ginny loved the feeling of his hands moving over her skin, and the way her nose brushed against his in between kisses, or how her fingers twisted in his shirt to hold him close.
She could just feel the bed against the back of her legs when they stopped, but before she could even let herself get distracted by what they were going to do on it, Harry's hands were on her skin. His fingertips made her skin tingle, his touch leaving heat in its wake that spread through her whole body, adding to the heat already inside her that sizzled through her veins and made her press herself closer and moan. Ginny let her hands slip under his shirt again, brushing up his sides and curving around to her back where she gripped Harry tighter as she leaned up to kiss him again. She gave into the heat, refusing to hold anything back and just let go in this moment.