Oga lifting Roberu up and having his back to the wall, fucking him against while lifting him up. Roberu’s feet are off the ground, his legs securely wrapped around Oga as he’s fucked hard, holding onto him tightly. Clinging onto him, leaving scratch marks down his back while Oga groans, sounding like deep rumble. Oga breathing heavily, his face wet with sweat but not straining from carrying Roberu. The two of them sloppily making out, the wet slapping sounds of skin against skin like a white noise. The two only focused on each other.
