The beat of 'Rosa Pastel' pulsates through the room, a seductive tempo that sets the stage for the forbidden. Gojo and Geto, their identities concealed behind masks, let the music guide their movements. They're a tangle of limbs, their bodies pressed together, their breaths ragged. The music swells, and so does their passion. They're lost in a world of their own, their hands exploring, their bodies arching, their moans echoing the song's final, explosive note.