Skit 02: The Bet

Chiaki and Kharn stared, eyes locked. Neither one blinked. Tension rose, building to a peak.
"Ready?" Chiaki asked.
"Of course, Warmaster." Kharn replied, voice cool and even. In their hands and claws were their soulgems. They had swapped when the bet was made. What's the bet? To see if they could lick the other's soulgem at the exact same time.

Could they do it?! Time to see if they can!

With eyes locked, their arms rose at the same rate, mirroring the other. Kharn's eyes twinkled, her competitive spirit sparked, a ghost of a smile on her lips. Chiaki's deadpan face spoke serious, professional to the core, face muscles relaxed. So far so good, their hands still mirrored, and that much closer to their waiting tongues. Closer. Closer. Closer.

"Positive you will win? I would not be so certain. I will win!" Kharn boasted. Chiaki didn't say anything. the soulgems waited at the gates. Both were cool, professional. They looked for the cue to strike, that look in their eyes, and when it camp, as quick as they were on their missions, they stroked the side of the gem with their pink tongues.

The table imploded as both occupants simultaneously, and violently, ejected backwards, convulsing in soul-deep orgasms on the floor.