Windows starting to fog up, clothes coming off, getting very hot. It was always that situation they found themselves in every time they decided to do that.

It was as if it were part of some kind of love ritual, or more specifically, their love. They would drive to a very remote place where they were sure there wasn’t a living soul around. And after everything was over, they liked to open the sunroof and look at the stars.

Leon’s fingers squeezed the soft flesh of your hip as he felt breathless. It always started with a spark, and then they were on fire. They could feel their hearts beating in unison.

He broke the kiss, gasping for air.

“Better keep the AC on for me…” he murmured, his voice husky. This made you automatically click the button, lowering the temperature. “Not enough.”