(IGNORE THE WEIRD <p> AND <br/> STUFF)
Away With Equipment
<p>Swish! Another three drained. If it weren't for the empty seats and desolate court, there would've been thousands of fans cheering. However, the entire arena blew tumbleweeds, or at least that's what Klay thought. <br/>
<p>Before he put up another shot, a hand was laid gently on his shoulder. <br/>
<p>"Hey, Boo," Steph purred with his head resting on Klay's left shoulder. <br/>
<p>Klay flinched. "Oh God, you scared the living hell out of me. I thought I was alone." <br/>
<p>Determined to shoot, Klay slowly reverted to his form as if he were in slow motion, until Steph suddenly had his arms locked around Klay's waist. <br/>
<p>"You almost done practicing?" Steph rocked his hips against Klay's. <br/>
<p>"Almost," Klay answered rather seductively. <br/>
<p>Before the shot was put up, he was bombarded with another inquiry. <br/>
<p>"When you're done do you maybe wanna 'practice' together if you know what I mean?" <br/>
<p>A giggled was stifled between them. <br/>
<p>"It depends. If I make this three then it's a definite yes," Klay smirked. <br/>
<p>"You'd better make it then." <br/>
<p>Steph's warm breath tickled Klay's neck, and he jerked his head to one side with good humor. They chuckled. <br/>
<p>"What? Can't shoot when a defender is on you like this?" Steph planted gentle kisses along Klay's neck. <br/>
<p>Klay giggled slightly. "Stop," he whined with a smile. <br/>
<p>"Keep going?" Steph sarcastically said. "Okay." <br/>
<p>Klay's waist was clutched tighter and Steph nibbled on his ear. Tingles were channeled through his body as the sensation pleased him. <br/>
<p>"Alright. You've earned it," Klay said in defeat as he slowly twisted in Steph's grasp so they were facing each other. <br/>
<p>They both had their hands on each other's waists while gazing into each other's eyes. Slowly and intimately, Klay leaned his head forward to kiss Steph's nose. Then he inched down to his upper lip where he tasted the flesh. Steph let him guide the direction. Klay then fought for Steph's tongue. Both of their mouths collided and soon they were mixing their saliva. Y
