After two years together, my relationship with Mitsuki had gradually become stagnant. Lately, our sex life followed the same routine, and Mitsuki began craving new excitement. One scorching summer day, our throats parched from the heat, we were walking outside. Broke and desperate, Mitsuki suggested, "Let's sneak into someone's house to enjoy their air conditioning," so we started searching for an empty home. We picked a lock and snuck inside, only to find the AC was off. Still, as we opened the fridge to drink juice and eat ice cream, the tense thrill of possibly getting caught by the homeowner sparked an intense sexual encounter between us.