victory_road | So you want to be a Pokemon Master?

[ Nothing really hits until Jack says Nisha thinks he's hot. And that's when his eyes go wide! His jaw drops and the works. Now all of a sudden, all Rhys can do it stand there and stutter. ] S-she, she thinks I'm...

But you guys, you just got married... [ His face is scorching red, and feels hotter than the desert. Rhys is being asked to a goddamn threesome. ] I, uh, I don't...

It's just that I, uh...s-s-see, the thing is...

[ He's not saying no... ]

Well, you are hot, I mean...you have eyes, you've looked in mirrors.

[That's...not a 'no'. Not a hard one, definitely. Okay.]

Yeah, we just got married, but this is something we're into. We've...we've been banging all weekend, gotta do something special for the wedding night! We were thinking...maybe you?

This isn't a big deal, it doesn't gotta be weird, just...it's on the table.

Well, I, uh...

[ The fact that Rhys is drunk makes this harder than it has to be. He shakes his head. Was this even happening right now? ] Is, is this normal for people to do this after they get married? [ He...doesn't think so. ]

O-one little kiss? Maybe?

Normal for me and Nisha, yeah. We like to have fun, Rhys. We're sexually liberated people who love each other like crazy, and don't get all weird about throwing somebody else into the mix for a night. It's...it's hot, honestly. We like showing off for each other, and sometimes there's just not enough hands.

It's like...you know how you have birthday cake on your birthday, 'cause birthday cake's kinda special and makes the celebration extra awesome? Same thing, just it's sexy.

[It's a special treat, something they both enjoy and don't do all the time. And Jack stands by his assertion that Rhys could stand to get laid. He's not nearly as prudish and freaked out as he acts, this is proving it.]

[Jack puts his mouth against Rhys' ear, lightly.]

How about...we all head back home, relax, and see where the night takes us? No pressure, no expectations, you don't like it, no problem.

[Behind Rhys' back, he's gesturing for Nisha to come on over. This is looking like it's gonna happen after all!]

[ Whoooo, he felt those lips against his ear! Rhys shudders in a full blown peach chill that he damn well knows Jack have to have felt. Why does he have a bad feeling about all of this. What in the world could happen? He should have had another drink before he came here.

Rhys wishes he could be carefree like Jack, because holy hell. No shame! Must be nice. And as he staggers (who is he waving to?) Rhys holds up a robo finger. ]

J-ju's one kiss. One.

[ Pause. ] An' no more calling me a prudabega.

[ Oh, man, the kid's totally drunk off his ass. It's kind of hilarious, honestly, but there's no way Nisha's gonna say anything like that. She doesn't want to scare him off anymore than she already does.

Up behind Rhys comes Nisha, and she slides her arms around his waist. Her hands rest on Jack's hips, her chin on Rhys' shoulder. ]

Having fun over here, boys?

We sure are, Mrs. Handsome!

[Jack let his lips graze Rhys' earlobe as he turned to give Nisha a peck. His wife. She's actually his friggin wife. He really can't remember the last time he felt this good. This weekend...a couple of random punches aside, has been so much better than he thought it would be.]

[And it's looking to get even better.]

So...me and Rhys have been having a little chat...wanna go home and watch me and him make out? He's down for that, and seeing what happens.

[ Rhys jumps when he feels something just, y'know! Go around his waist! And then he almost cries when he hears Nisha! Thank god he wasn't drinking anything, or else he probably would have spilled it all over Jack's front by now. And that's probably an expensive (and disgusting) tux. ]

N-Noo?! [ Rhys isn't scared of some lady! Even if she is Handsome Jack's wife. And looks like she could rip out your spinal cord with her pinky finger and eat it. He seriously wants to cry. ]

An', an' I said a kiss! Like, a cheek kiss. Not makin' out. 'S already weird enough I'm gonna be kissin' my boss.

[ Rhys is already regretting this. ]

I, I don't care what you guys do but just wait 'til I leave. Please.

You know I do, babe.

[ They're kissing with Rhys between them, because this is a normal thing that normal people do. Totally. ]

Aw, I'm not gonna hurt you, Rhys. [ She'd add something about unless you're into that, but the guy's really freaked out and Jack really likes him? Besides, Jack's right: Nisha thinks he's really damn attractive.

And she kind of really wants to see what that robot arm can do. Aw yeah. ]

What can we do to help you relax, mm?

...how many times do I have to tell you that we're friends, kiddo? You'd be making out with your buddy. With me!

[Jack squeezes Rhys' shoulders and wonders if maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe Rhys is that weird about sex and it's not just some defense mechanism. But...well, he's gonna feel this out a little more. It'll be fun! And he's sure Rhys'll like it, if he'd just give it a try.]

We're not gonna make ya do anything, or do anything to ya that you don't want, that's...that's not cool or sexy or anything any sane person does. But you do seem open to it, and I get all kinds of signals from ya. And I don't mean to brag, but...I'm such a good kisser. Just so good. Why not try something new? Have an adventure.

Look, you're like me. You're all about control. But that...christ, cupcake, it'll drive a guy crazy if he doesn't let loose now and then.

[ Rhys is about two seconds away from crying. ] But...just a cheek one...?

[ If he was sober he would seriously be running for the hills right now. But he's drunk, and Handsome Jack compares himself to Rhys, and that kind of...changes things? Rhys did like control. Being in charge of things, whether it was employees or his career, or his life. Shit.

And Jack says if he doesn't want to do anything (which isn't a lot!) he can leave. Which he totally plans to do. ]

...Okay. Buh- buh just one. And let me get another beer before we go. [ Because three and two shots aren't enough for this. ]

[ Just a cheek kiss. Oh boy. Nisha gives Jack a look before she unhooks her arms from around Rhys' waist. ]

Lemme get that for you, Rhys. Be right back. [ She sets her hands on Rhys' shoulders and whispers, ] Don't have too much fun while I'm gone.

[ And she's off to get a beer for Rhys. Awesome. ]

[With Nisha slipping off for a few minutes, Jack decides to figure this whole thing out once and for all. Or try to. Because Rhys is seeming really skittish, and Jack doesn't want to get into a situation where he's taking advantage of his drunk best friend. That's shitty, even for him. Plus, he wants this to be fun for Nisha. Talking a nervous (possibly?) virgin through a little drunk makeout show...not fun for her.]

Okay, uh, a kiss on the cheek? Isn't gonna get my wife wet. Look...here. You see, the problem is, you're scared of the unknown! That's normal! I get it, I do. So we're gonna just remove that aspect, okay? Okay.

[Makes sense to Jack. He shifts a little so he's standing more in front of Rhys than beside him, and with no further warning, he leans in and presses his lips briefly against' Rhys'.]

[No big deal!]

[ Oh my god, the way Jack words that. Rhys can feel his face heat up. He wants to say something like 'uh technically that's YOUR job' but he doesn't! And he doesn't get to even if he had the guts, because with Nisha gone there's no distraction. Rhys is in the spotlight and hoo boy he doesn't like it.

He is scared of the unknown, though. Who isn't? So yeah, he can understand that.

And that's also why Rhys more or less forces himself to stay still when Jack gets closer. He doesn't want to admit what's happening, but he knows! So he squeezes his eyes shut, swallows hard, and-

- he feels lips just...settle against his. Normal lips. Just like Stacey! Only...not her. He doesn't want to think of that.

Rhys doesn't even want to know how boozey his breath smells. He opens his eyes when Jack pulls away, when he realizes that uh. People are around! And Nisha probably has his beer and saw that and he's going to die.

It's not the fact that Jack kissed him that's freaking him out now! Nope, that honor goes to Nisha. As usual. ]

[ Ohhhh yeah. She saw that.

Nisha saunters over with Rhys' beer and presses a kiss to Jack's cheek before she pushes the beer into Rhys' hand. She looks... she looks...

Totally pleased with the whole thing. Two hot guys, kissing? Hell yeah. Best wedding present ever, among other things. Nisha wraps her arms around the guys, with a grin that would freak out normal people. Like poor Rhys. But she doesn't look mad!

So... yay? ]

He told ya he was a good kisser. So, how was it?

There ya go!

[Jack looks pleased as punch with himself. Wow, Rhys has soft lips. He's gotta use something on'em. He's got that perfect blend of masculine and sleekly groomed and hairless that Jack really digs in a guy. Plus he's pretty well built, Jack's seen him without his shirt.]

[He loops his arm around Nisha, completely casual and at ease with this whole situation.]

That help ya make up your mind?

[ Nisha just kind of walks up with that beer and gives a smile that more or less stops his heart. In a bad way! It's a grin that's absolutely screaming stranger danger and he doesn't like it. And she saw that. She just totally saw that.

And she's not ripping out his throat.

Is this good?

See, Jack's okay with this whole thing. And Nisha's definitely okay (somehow! rhys still isn't expecting to last the night because she'll tear out his brains). So the only one who's pitching a fit is Rhys! Maybe he should learn to cool it like his idol here, instead of just standing here and fretting and being difficult.

He blinks, looks from one to the other. And even though he still looks awfully nervous, he nods. ]

[ There we go. Nisha's proud of Rhys, really! Maybe he'll loosen up and stop being scared shitless of her. She likes him. She's not gonna sic her Pokemon on him or hurt him in any way he's not cool with. Hell, she knows she's gonna be gone soon, but what if she shows up again? Can't have him crapping himself every time he even just glances at her. ]

That's what we're talking about, Rhys. [ She presses a kiss to his cheek, leaving a purple lip print. ] Let's get this party started! [ And to Jack: ] Lead the way, babe.

So you want to be a Pokemon Master?

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