Godt's POV

At the count of three, Bas has started to plant kisses on my upper back.  I don't have to turn around but I can feel him tiptoeing because of our height difference.

With every kiss that he plants on my back I find it really hard not to react.  I am smiling widely to show the fans that I am liking it but at the same time there is this awkward anxiety I am fighting against.  Am I really truly liking it?

My poor little innocent Bas is just too intent on winning the game and is kissing me frantically not just on the back but on the side and it's sending shivers down my spine.

He has now gotten around to my front and there is no turning back.  I raise my arms in pure ecstasy as he plants kisses all over my my chest.  He was about to go lower, close to where my navel was located, but suddenly the coordinator shouted, "STOP!"

Bas' POV

I am really enjoying this!  I will win this game over P'Tee and P'Cop.  I will let them see that I am the fastest kisser on this planet!

I quickly start kissing P'Godt on his back.  Damn, why does he have to be so much taller than me?  It's slowing me down because I have to tiptoe in order to cover his upper back with my kisses.  I am able to go faster as I go lower his back since I don't have to tiptoe anymore.

I glance quickly at P'Godt as I start kissing the side of his upper body.  I see that he is smiling so I keep going.  Then I move to his front and tiptoe again to start kissing his chest.  He suddenly raises his arms with one hand still holding his microphone, and surprise, surprise, there is a look of pure enjoyment on his face.  For some reason it gives me some kind of satisfaction and confidence that I have the ability to make P'Godt truly happy.