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"We're gonna get caught and we're gonna go to jail," Taylar whispered as she let Klay lead her into the blacked out arena. "For trespassing into the arena that you play in. This is so stupid."

They'd gone out for a nice dinner earlier and then Klay had dragged her into the car, not bothering to mention that he was going to end their date by sneaking into Oracle Arena to play some basketball.

Klay's touch leaves hers for a moment and a portion the lights in the arena flickered, finally illuminating the empty court.

"You'll be fine," Klay laughed, coming back into her sight with a basketball between his forearm and hip.

"I'm in a pair of 6-inch heels and a body tight dress, Alexander," she groaned, slowly taking her heels off. "You're in a suit and tie — we're not in the attire to play basketball right now."

Klay dropped the ball, harshly tugging his jacket off then reaching down to the buttons on his shirt. He starts unbuttoning them, making Taylar raise her eyebrows. "Are you stripping? Klay, why are you stripping? Stop stripping!"

"Live a little, sweets," Klay laughed, tossing his shirt to the side of the court. "It's my turn for date night. You gotta do what I wanna."

"I'm not in a pair of sports bra!" Although she still started unzipping her dress from the side. She placed her heels neatly next to Klay's untidy clothes on the ground then folded her dress.

"Oh, shut up." Klay tugged his girlfriend in the midst of folding her dress, making the girl yelp in shock. Klay started dribbling the ball, raising his eyebrows at his girlfriend. "You up for a 1-on-1?"

"I'm in lacy underwear, I can't–"

Klay smirked at her and wiggled his eyebrows, eyes scanning down her body. She had a pair of pink lacy underwear on and Klay had a fair advantage knowing that she put this on because he liked the color on her. "I see how you planned on ending the night, sweets."

"Date nights that you plan always end up the same way," Taylar snorted, darting forward to steal the ball from Klay's possession. She sprinted towards the three point line, set her feet then made the shot as Klay tackled her into the ground.

Their heads follow the ball in the air; Klay's jaw dropping in utter shock while Taylar's dropped in happiness.

Klay snapped his head to look at his girlfriend. "Oh, so you pullin' that Stephen Curry shit on me now, sweets?"

"You fouled me, bitch!" Taylar ignored his previous statement and pushed her boyfriend off her body. "I'm gonna fine you!"

Klay's lips stretched into a big grin. "What are you gonna fine me with?"

Taylar inched her face towards Klay, her lips brushing against Klay's ear. "You do the dishes and the laundry for the entire week."

The Finals season had just finished. It'd taken a while for Klay to get back in the rhythm of things after a devastating loss, but he had Taylar with him and that was enough.

It wasn't for another one and a half months that Klay left to start practising for the Olympics so he was home with Taylar until then. There's absolutely nothing better than knowing that you had the perfect girl waiting at home for you.

Klay shoved her away gently, a similar playful smile on his face. "You beat me 1-on-1 and I'll make it the entire month."

Taylar squealed in happiness, scrambling off the ground to chase for the ball. "You're on, Alexander!"

"What about if I win?" Klay's eyes raked his girlfriend's body again as she bent down to retrieve the ball from the ground. "What do you have to do."

Taylar turned after a moment's worth thinking and chewed on the inside of her cheek, staring at Klay with narrowed down eyes. "I'll do anything you want me to do in bed."

"For the entire month?" Klay's eyebrows shot up, eyes glazed with a newfound hope.

"Until you leave."

Klay gasped, a hand flying up to his heart at his girlfriend's proposal. "You're on!"

By the end of their thirty minutes, they had a tied game with sweat dripping down their bodies.

Klay dribbled the ball by his side, smirking smugly at his girlfriend. "I wonder what you're gonna do, sweets," he giggled, "we're tied and it's my possession."

Taylar rolled her eyes and tauntingly beckoned for her boyfriend to give her his best shot. "Come at me, pretty boy."

"Pet names," Klay raised his eyebrows, "it's serious now."

Klay ran towards the three point line, figuring out ways he could make another play and win their little game. "The shot clock is winding down, Alexander, make your play."

"There's no-"

"Fight me, bitch."

"Fine," he sighed. He just simply made the shot, slightly contested by his girlfriend's petite figure.

It took him a moment to catch on, but the next thing he knew, the only thing he could hear was his girlfriend's loud screams and celebrations. "Bitch, you shoulda went for a rebound instead of daydreaming!"

Klay was just about to answer when the sound of keys jiggling snapped her out of her victory dance. They exchanged glances before rushing over to grab their things and somewhere out of sight.

They made it across the court, to another tunnel as a security guard came into where they'd just been playing. Taking a look around the security guard was confused when he found absolutely noone there but the lights were on.

He shrugged, walking away to switch them off again, thinking that he or the janitor had left it open by accident.

Taylar attempted to contain her giggles as the lights went off, engulfing them into the darkness again. "I'll still do anything you want me to do in bed, sweets."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

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