Casting
Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross is played by Liv Tyler Gemma Simmons is played by Elizabeth Henstridge Hope Pym is played by Evangeline Lilly Natasha Romanov is played by Scarlett Johannson Lady Sif is played by Jaimie Alexander Jean Grey is played by Sophie Turner
Chapter 4
"A very good meal," Sif said after she had finished eating.
Sif and Peter had gotten cleaned up before making use of the breakfast bar at the hotel.
"It wasn't bad," Peter agreed. "But I think it more due to the company."
"You are a terrible flirt," Sif said to take the sting out of it.
"You're implying I wouldn't follow through on my flirting. I assure you that I would," Peter said as he looked at her intently.
Their gazes remained heatedly locked for several long moments. Sif thought maybe he was going to lean in and kiss her. Peter did lean in and kiss her. The kiss tasted of berries and syrup from the breakfast they had just eaten. It was every bit as good as Sif thought it would be. They broke the kiss when a surge of power went through the area. Sif was not as sensitive to these things as some of Asgardians who were skilled in magic. But even she could sense the Bifrost's activation nearby. Peter had probes monitoring the region of the desert near where all the activity had been happening.
"Loki has sent the Destroyer to kill Thor," Peter said as a hologram of the destroyer was projected by a probe nearby.
"I do not know if we can beat it. What are you capable of?" Sif asked. "Much," Peter assured. "Come on. The time for hiding is over," He said as he stood. After she stood, he wrapped his arm around her, and portaled them away.
"Peter, Sif," Thor said in surprise when the pair had stepped through into the apartment Thor, Jane, Darcy, and Erik had just finished up their own breakfast in.
"Are you Spider-Man?" Darcy asked as she immediately noticed the armored suit.
Peter's suit had deployed right before he stepped through the portal. Sif was currently in civilian clothes Peter had purchased for her. She fingered the pendant around her neck which contained her armor and spear in nanite form. It had been a gift the night before from Peter. He had assured her that the nanite pendant would deploy her armor onto her body in seconds unharmed.
"Spider-Man?" Thor asked in confusion.
"It is the name I go by as a defender of Earth," Peter explained. "Some of my abilities are similar to a Spider's talents. I am trusting you with my first name. Please don't break my trust and tell anyone," Peter said to Darcy, Jane, and Erik.
"Of course," Jane said.
"We are here on urgent matters. Loki has sent the Destroyer here to kill you Thor," Sif said grimly.
Peter gestured and a portal opened up. Suddenly Thor's hammer fell through and cracked the floor as it landed.
"There goes our deposit," Darcy muttered.
Peter reached into another portal and stuck his hand through. He came out with a stack of $100 bills and handed it to Darcy.
"My apologies," Peter said.
"That's more than our deposit," Jane pointed out while Darcy fixed her with a murderous look.
"You may need it by the time the day is through," Peter said.
"I...I do not think I have changed enough," Thor said nervously as he stared at his hammer.
"As someone who knows you very well, trust me when I say you have changed a lot. Only trying the hammer will tell if you have changed enough for your father," Sif said.
Thor nodded and reached for the hammer. Peter opened a portal at the ceiling level and then again out on the roof of the building. He did this just in time. Because as soon as Thor's hand touched the handle lightning surged down from the sky in a thick beam and struck Thor. The others present were treated to a vision of Thor in all his glory as his armor flew onto him.
"Oh wow," Jane said in awe.
"You can say that again," Darcy agreed.
"I should contact the others to find out what is going on upon Asgard. I cannot imagine Heimdal would have simply let the Destroyer pass," Sif said.
Peter nodded and opened a micro portal. Sif quickly caught up with the warriors three.
"If we hadn't been specifically looking, we wouldn't have seen past Loki's illusions," Hogun reported. "The palace guard cannot see that Heimdal is frozen solid."
"I am sending through a probe which will cloak you from the sight of the giants guarding the Bifrost," Peter said from behind Sif.
Moments later he opened a portal and then closed it again.
"You have cloaked probes of some sort?" Jane asked as she looked around to see if she could spot any.
"Yes," Peter answered simply. "They will provide a camouflage to the warriors three so that the frost giants shouldn't see them."
"We can't take the chance that the frost giants might damage the Bifrost," Sif added. "The destroyer approaches," Thor said who had been keeping an eye out for it.
Thor stepped outside and exchanged a few words with Jane who had followed him. Then he spun his hammer and flew into the air. Thor made quick work of the Destroyer. Peter was trying to decide if he should leave it laying around like the Asgardians did in canon for SHIELD to partially reverse engineer or clean it up. In the end he shrugged his shoulders and portaled the remains of the destroyer back to Tony's workshop.
"The warriors three have secured the Bifrost and freed Heimdal," Sif informed Thor when he had landed from dealing with the destroyer.
"We should depart momentarily then if Heimdal can summon the Bifrost just outside the town," Thor said.
"Thor, might I have a word," Peter said. Thor nodded and he stepped aside with Peter out of earshot of the group. "What is it Peter?" Thor asked. "Might I accompany you back to Asgard for a short time to aid you in your fight?" Peter asked.
"Very well. Your advice and aid are greatly appreciated. You shall be my guest," Thor said.
"You should take Jane with you. Invite her back to Asgard to stay for a time. Tell her you can return her to Earth whenever she wants," Peter suggested.
Thor looked at Jane thoughtfully. "Not a bad idea," Thor admitted.
A few moments later after Thor had extended the invitation Jane said, "Yes. I accept. I'll go with you back to your mysterious magical realm."
Jane quickly made her goodbyes to Darcy and Erik before stepping up to Thor's side. Peter and Sif joined them. The Bifrost opened. It was Peter's first trip through the Bifrost. It was quite an exhilarating feeling. But he still preferred portal travel.
"You should get to your father quickly," Peter said before opening a portal directly into the royal chambers.
"Shouldn't we go after them?" Jane asked.
"Loki plans to return here and use the Bifrost to destroy Jotunheim," Peter explained even as Thor slew Laufey instead of Loki.
The two brothers then began fighting. Thor was dealt a strong blow from his father's spear which Loki had stolen. It was going to take Thor a while to recover, long enough for Loki to get out of the palace and head towards the Bifrost. Peter had portaled Heimdal to the healers.
"Do we plan to just let him do it?" Volstagg asked.
"No we do not," Peter assured even as Sif's armor melted onto her form and her spear appeared in her hand seemingly forming from a liquid causing the eyes of everyone else except Peter to widen in surprise.
"Peter was nice enough to upgrade my armor and weapon," Sif explained. "Jane, you're going to want to go somewhere a little safer, such as Thor's apartment," Peter said. Jane simply nodded and stepped through the portal that was opened. "What now?" Fandral asked.
"Now we stay against the walls until the perfect time to attack and then attack. My probes will keep us concealed if we don't move," Peter said.
Sif and the warriors three followed his lead against the walls. Loki entered the room heading towards Heimdal's sword which had been left in a holster made for it when the watcher had been sent to the healers. Before Loki could lay hands upon the sword, Peter enlarged from a shrunken state just behind Loki. Loki tried spinning to bring his father's spear to use it. But Peter had already gotten a hand on the spear. Loki tried jerking the spear from Peter's grip. But to Loki's surprise if his widened eyes were any indication, Loki couldn't break the spider-powered grip. By that point Sif, Volstagg caught Loki up in a bear hug from behind. Thor arrived at that moment.
"You stopped him before he could even activate the Bifrost," Thor said.
"It isn't the real him," Peter warned just before the Bifrost activated and the beam of Odin's staff short forth towards the concentration of warriors.
Peter's spider-sense had warned him of the danger moments before Loki revealed his real location with a shot from the spear. He had already been moving, diving towards Sif and putting his body between hers and the energy blast while also opening a portal to make sure that when they came out of the explosion it would be closer to Loki. Peter's spider armor took the explosion of energy quite well and he was up and at Loki within moments. Loki was standing near the edge of the Bifrost opening into the abyss. While Peter engaged Loki, Sif went for the sword.
"You've learned some new tricks," Peter said while meaning the physical golem Loki had created and layered with an illusion.
"I'm not simply illusion magic," Loki said with a feral grin as he fought back against the grip Peter had managed to get on the spear between them revealing that Loki's physical strength was greater than the golem's had been.
"He's done something to jam the sword in," Sif shouted as she struggled to pull Heimdal's blade from the Bifrost.
Fandral and Hogun, the quickest two to recover from the blast from Odin's spear rushed forward and helped her pull at the blade. The three of them struggled against it while Thor sent Mjolnir at Loki. Loki managed to get the spear in front of Mjolnir just in time despite Peter's strong grip. The force of Mjolnir hitting the spear was so great that even Peter's grip was broken. He was thrown back even as a surprised Loki was hurtled out of the Bifrost into the abyss.
"No," Thor shouted when he realized what had happened. "Thor," Sif shouted from where they struggled against the sword.
Thor was unneeded. Odin, fresh from the Odin sleep leapt into the room despite the spinning of the Bifrost. Odin had made it in through the spinning openings miraculously. Odin strode forward and with significant effort pulled the sword from the Bifrost. As the room began to spin down, he strode over next to Thor and stared down where Loki had plummeted. He had seen
Loki's fall. Could Peter have opened a portal beneath the falling Loki? Yes. He was not planning on intervening though. Because it would be Loki who brought the mind stone to Earth.
"Loki," Odin said sadly. "I am sorry father. I did not mean for my blow to send him out of the Bifrost," Thor said.
"It is not your fault. Loki risked much. He thought that I would have wanted him to destroy Jotunheim," Odin said.
Odin turned away from the abyss still looking heartbroken. But he rallied himself a moment later.
"Father, this is an ally, Peter," Thor introduced. "His aid was very valuable."
"Well met Peter," Odin said.
"Your highness," Peter said while giving a respectful dip of his head.
"Come, we must retire to heal and then we feast as is tradition," Odin said. "I believe there is someone else you would like to introduce me to," He said while looking at his son.
"Jane is in your apartments," Peter supplied to Thor who nodded.
Peter was not privy to the private conversation between Odin and Thor on the way back to the palace as the two royals hung back. He walked back with Sif and the warriors three. But he could tell the conversation left Thor thoughtful.
"I can see that you are already very smitten with the mortal you brought with you to Asgard. I will not try to forbid you from any involvement with her. I will simply explain. As you know humans are a very short-lived species. I would have wished to spare you the heartache. But this is a lesson you will have to learn. I loved several mortal women before I met your mother. We Asgardians are not immortal as you know. But with the lifespan difference it is hard to have a mortal for so short a time," Odin said.
"I will consider your wise words father," Thor said.
Sif's Apartments, A Short While Later
Peter followed Sif into her apartments a short while later. She had expressed a need for some attention after the battle had gotten her blood pumping. She kissed him as soon as they were in the door, running her hands all over him. Her apartment was on the outer wall of the palace with a spectacular view. He glanced around briefly when she broke the kiss while mentally removing her armor with a command to the nanites.
Begin Smut Scene
Sif got her legging down just enough and reached back to take her partner's hard shaft. She guided it to her gash from behind and felt him spear forward into her. She cried out as he drove into her forcing her insides to spread around him, gripping his hardness as he pressed as deep as he could go within her. She felt his groin meet her rump. She turned her head and kissed him, hungrily claiming his mouth even as his hands held her hips and drew back from her quiver. He sheathed himself fully inside of her once more after only half an out-stroke. A surge of pleasure coursed through her core as he hilted himself inside of her. It felt so right to have him buried within her. It was meant to be this way she could not help but think as he once more rocked back and forwards. Sif braced herself against the window ledge as Peter started fucking her. Each deep thrust in her core raised her opinion of him. She had fully expected to feel him spilling his seed within her in less than a dozen strokes. Peter proved her wrong and she was incredibly grateful for it.
Asgardian pussy was amazing. Sif's snatch clenched and pulled at his cock each time he tried pulling back out of her. It was only his enhanced body that let him drill her through her kegel resistance. It was an absolute pleasure to experience her smoldering snatch. Her firm butt shook each time he thrust home in her cunny. His left hand went up to her left shoulder even as his right hand held her right hip. The sight and feel of this beautiful Asgardian goddess bending over and taking his cock was thrilling beyond compare. Her juicy gash took his length over and over, conforming around him while also trying to resist his movement. The smack-smack-smack sound filling the room was only broken by Sif's occasional approving moans and Peter's groans. Peter wanted a better view. He picked Sif up without missing a beat, using his spider-powers to grip her hips and slide her up and down on his turgid dick. He carried her into the bathroom and closed the door. There was a full-length mirror behind the door. Peter set Sif down as she braced her hands against the door frame.
Sif met her lover's gaze as he continued to shaft his prick in her cunt from behind. His eyes were full of hunger and desire for her. His hardness throbbed within her sheathe as he buried himself within her again and again. She leaned back away from the door frame trusting him to hold her hips and began taking away her armor. Soon she was naked. His hands slid up to her breasts. She pressed her back against his chest. Turning her head, she met his mouth in a hungry kiss. She sucked at his tongue in her mouth even as his manhood continued to spear into her womanly core. She felt her belly muscles gradually tightening heading for a powerful climax. Then she felt an energy coming out of his shaft into her cunny, an energy unlike she had ever experienced before. It felt amazing pulsing into her sex. It felt like the most wonderful vibrations directly inside of her sensitive nerve endings. She gasped and began shoving her rump back at his groin, making the smacking sounds louder. If he had simply been a mortal man, she would have broken his pelvis with the force of her self-impalements. Instead, Peter took it while eagerly returning the strength of her back-thrusts.
Sif had broken the kiss and returned to watching his face as he fucked her, as he used her tight pussy for his pleasure which resulted in her own pleasure. She was absolutely gorgeous in that moment, naked, horny, and taking a dick. She looked born to take his cock. He felt himself
losing track of time as he just enjoyed the feel of Sif's tight sleeve around every bit of his length. Thrust after thrust into her slick sheathe engulfed his focus. The tightness, the heat, the slickness felt amazing. Her soft folds conformed in just the right way when combined with her kegel grip to make it an absolutely wonderful feeling. Peter began to nibble on her ear. His hands shifted up to cup her breasts. She was easily able to maintain the rhythm of bouncing her rump off his groin, impaling her sweet snatch back on his length. His lips and nipping teeth found the flesh of her neck. He could feel himself getting closer, his dick growing more sensitive.
"When you are ready spill your seed inside of me," Sif said. "A mortal man's seed will not quicken within an Asgardian."
Sif continued to be more impressed by her chosen lover as time passed without him releasing inside of her. His hardness grew harder and larger in her core as her insides spread around him over and over. Sweat beaded her brow from the intensity of sensation he was generating within her. She had never felt this good impaled on a cock. She could not get enough of it. She simultaneously did not want it to end yet yearned for release. Her desires were fast becoming not part of the equation as she felt her body preparing to climax, climax impaled on this gorgeous man's prick. His hands shifted from her breasts back down to her hips. His right middle finger was close enough to her sensitive bud that he was able to channel that wondrous energy into her clit. She cried out and jerked her hips back hard, pressing her rump firmly into his groin. Sif began climaxing immediately.
"Cum for me beautiful," Peter said. "Cum on my cock."
Sif lost herself on the rigid length she was impaled upon. Ecstasy surged through her vagina sweeping away all rational thought. Her kegel muscles went wild around Peter's length making it impossible for him to not release. His dick felt like the tip was coming apart as hot seed spewed forth into Sif's clenching cunt. He thrust himself against her violently as pleasure surged through his prick and testicles. He unloaded everything he had inside of Sif, driving his shaft as far as he could get it into her pussy. He held her hips tightly as he ground himself within her trying to enjoy every last bit of friction on his sensitive length. She too loved the feeling of his micromovements as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her aided by his bioelectric powers.
The two lovers came together for several minutes until their joined sexes started to come down from the intense release.
"That was amazing," Sif said as she struggled to catch her breath, her chest heaving while looking in the mirror at Peter.
"It was," Peter agreed as he stared at her chest.
Sif straightened up keeping him inside of her and asked, "Do you think you might manage a repeat performance this evening?"
"Oh yes," Peter assured as he began to re-harden, having never gone fully soft.
Sif's eyes widened and then she grinned. Over the course of the evening Sif took Peter in several more positions including facing one another and up the butt. The two were very intimately acquainted come the morning.
End Smut Scene
A Few Days Later
A private audience with Odin was apparently what you earned for assisting Thor the way Peter had.
"Your assistance has earned at least one boon of me," Odin said after Peter had been led into the throne room by Sif who had then departed. "If Loki had not been stopped sooner then only the destruction of the Bifrost itself would have prevented Jotunheim's destruction. What would you have of me?"
"If it is not asking too much, then I would like to study the science and magic of Asgard. I am not asking to know all of it, just what you deem appropriate," Peter said.
"Such study will take many years for we Asgardians have learned much," Odin pointed out.
"I am patient," Peter said.
"Very well. What else. That cannot be all," Odin said knowingly.
"I wish to have permission to come and go freely from Asgard and for Sif to visit me on Midgard freely," Peter said. "That is all."
"Very well," Odin said. "She is a fine Asgardian."
Sif did not make any mention of a relationship to Peter. As far as she knew he had a short lifespan compared to hers. And they lived in different realms. She did seem pleased at the knowledge they could visit one another however. He did give her a communicator that would work between Asgard and Earth. It opened a micro-portal once every minute to see if any new messages had been sent through. It was quite the complex spell work which Peter was getting better at by studying the sorcerer's knowledge he had been left when he had come to this universe.
1983, A Few Months Before Events of X-Men Apocalypse
Jean Grey walked into the movie theater hand in hand with her boyfriend, Peter. He had only been at the institute for a few months. But already she was smitten with him. The first day they had met he had flirted with her. She had instantly been attracted to him thanks to his pheromones of which she was unaware. It was refreshing to meet someone who she could not instantly read. Apparently, his mind possessed some sort of natural resistance to telepathy that allowed her to only see telepathically what he allowed her to see. She had expected him to call her a freak and stop hanging out around her when he saw how uncontrolled her powers were. But he hadn't. In fact, he was able to help her start gaining some control through his bioelectric energy. Unknown to Jean when her eyes were closed to receive his bioelectric energy, Peter was also making use of sorcerer spells. It was also how he could selectively limit her telepathy on him.
Jean had also slowly loosened up over time. Peter had encouraged her to use her powers on others. He didn't judge her for things Professor Xavier certainly would have. In truth Peter had used a few sorcerer spells his bioelectric technique to turn Jean on to start loosening the bindings Xavier had placed on Jean as a child. Encouraging Jean when she was extremely turned on to manipulate other people was helping to relieve those bindings so that Jean would not one day explode with a malevolent personality that was pissed from being bound. Peter had also used spells to conceal the true image of Jean's mind from Xavier.
"How about here?" Jean said as she suggested a seat that had an unobstructed view of the screen and also would be fairly visible to awe.
"This could work," Peter said as he looked around at the not-too-crowded theater. "Already deployed the mental package?"
"Yep," Jean said with a grin as she telekinetically broke away the barrier between the two seats.
The standard mental package was several mental commands of the people around them. The first was that if either Jean or Peter gave them a verbal command the people would obey. This was not just for a certain set amount of time. This was forever. It was a mental back door into their minds. The second command was that anything Peter or Jean did would be considered normal. Jean wore a short skirt with no panties beneath. Peter sat down on her left.
Begin Smut Scene (Warning – Femslash)
Jean reached over and immediately slid down Peter's fly with experienced fingers before undoing his button and belt. He lifted his hips as she slid his pants and underwear down freeing his semi-erect cock. Jean met his eyes before taking his prick in her right hand and sliding her mouth over his tip. She began licking the underside of his shaft with her tongue as she slowly bobbed her head up and down. Jean felt him welcome her into the part of his mind centered around pleasure. She could feel how good her mouth felt upon his dick. She felt his right hand flip up her skirt, his fingers find her gash, and his middle finger slide into her cunny. The bioelectricity came immediately, exciting her, enhancing the feeling of him massaging her insides. His thumb sparked bioelectricity into her asshole, something he had been playing with increasingly of late. He allowed her to feel his desire for her. She knew he would love to bury
the cock she was sucking on in her asshole. Frankly she got super aroused whenever she thought him burying that wonderful prick in her anywhere. So, far it had only been in her mouth. She also felt his desire for other women. She did not feel jealous. Instead, she got turned on because the images of him imagining her experimenting with these other women also flashed through his mind. She felt and experienced his arousal as if it were her own. Jean had a tough time separating Peter's desire for her to be with other women from her own feelings. Peter was perfectly fine with that.
Unknown to Peter and Jean, the being who had placed Peter in that universe was messing with events. Elizabeth 'Betsy' Braddock A.K.A. Psylocke stepped into the theater. She had been in a nearby theater and sensed the telepathy going on in this one. She came into the theater to investigate. Betsy was a more skilled telepath and telekinetic than Jean having more years of experience. But Jean was far more powerful. Betsy sat down in the same row as Jean and Peter a few seats over from Jean. Betsy was bisexual and found the sight before her arousing. She could sense the telepathic connection between the two next to her and sensed what Jean was doing with the other theater patrons.
"Naughty young gorgeous redhead telepath and cute guy. This could be fun," Betsy thought to herself.
Jean sensed as soon as Peter spotted the new woman, Betsy a quick scan of her surface thoughts identified. Betsy allowed Jean to sense her surface thoughts. But Betsy masked her own telepathy from Jean. Visions of Betsy eating out Jean while Jean sucked Peter's dick flashed through his mind. Jean reached out and placed the standard package in Betsy's mind. Jean did not realize in her distracted state that it didn't take hold.
"Come eat her pussy," Peter ordered.
Betsy decided to play along. Peter had of course recognized the beauty that had just entered the room and wanted to see what she would do. She apparently decided to play along. Betsy stood and came closer. She dropped to her knees and buried her mouth against Jean's juicy quim. Peter's finger switched from Jean's pussy to her asshole. Jean casually broke away a few more arm rests to make more room for Betsy. Peter lost himself to the suck while Jean lost herself to the feeling of the sucking as well as having her cunny licked by Betsy. Betsy was an experienced rug muncher and happily savored Jean's nectar. Betsy felt as Jean initiated a telepathic connection where Betsy felt as if it were her own pussy being licked. The connection was clumsy but strong. Betsy appreciated the effort.
"I think it's time I experienced your pussy Jean," Peter said casually. "Stand up and sit on my dick. Betsy, guide me in."
Jean looked a little nervous. But then a bioelectric surge from Peter's finger still in her asshole washed away her fears with arousal. Betsy realized she was about to witness Jean losing her virginity. Jean stood releasing Peter's wet dick. She slipped off her skirt revealing a very gorgeous ass. Betsy knee walked closer to Peter and took hold of his prick. She could not resist
slipping it into her mouth and sucking him a few times. It was a very nice cock. She hoped she would get the experience to feel it inside of her later.
"Fuck yes," Peter said with a wide grin as Jean slowly lowered her cunt over his prick held steady by Betsy.
Betsy guided his shaft true, and it started to burrow into Jean's sleeve. Peter groaned as he realized he was slipping into Jean Grey's snatch. She was incredibly tight as he forced her open. Thanks to the telepathy, Peter was able to watch from Betsy's perspective as every inch of his cock sank into Jean's tight pussy. When the bottoms of her thighs pressed against the tops of his thighs and her rump sat on his groin, he was fully sheathed inside of her. He let her rest for a moment to adjust. Then Peter took hold of her hips with his powerful grip and lifted her up halfway. Betsy's eyes helped guide him, so he didn't pull her off. Then he let Jean's weight pull her back fully on his prick. She was impaled upon him. It was a truly arousing sight. The feel of her inner muscles gripping him was even better. Betsy did not wait long before she leaned forward and began sucking at one of his testicles, inhaling the scent of Jean's snatch as it slid up and down on his thick tool. The movie had started by this point. But none of the three were paying it any attention. Peter drank in the sight of Jean bouncing on his shaft, his hardness carving out her soft insides. Betsy's tongue came up and started licking at his prick and Jean's pussy as it slid up and down his length. Jean projected feelings to Betsy, so Betsy felt like it was her pussy riding Peter's peter. Betsy used her mouth for a while on the two coupling lovers before she stood and started stripping off her own clothes.
Betsy turned and presented her rear to Jean. Jean reached out and began to play with the older woman's rump. Jean was amazed how good it felt to have Peter buried in her core. He stretched her insides in just the right spots. His bioelectric energy surged into her periodically from his dick, exciting her, and driving her slowly towards an orgasm. Again and again she felt her rise and fall on his shaft, feeling it drive deep into her core. She could not get enough of it. She let herself become lost in the motion. The only break was as she focused on Betsy's rump. Jean slipped two fingers into the other woman's gash from behind much to Betsy's approval. Jean felt Peter watching from her own eyes. She felt his desire for her to lean down and lick Betsy's gash. But the angle was not right. Instead, Betsy rose into the air from Jean's telekinesis and was brought to just the right height for Jean to mash her mouth to Betsy's nether lips. Jean telekinetically guided Betsy to move with her as she bounced on Peter's shaft. Jean started out licking Betsy from behind but ended up rotating Betsy so that the older woman's legs were spread with Jean's mouth between.
For Peter, the bisexual action from the two ladies only enhanced everything. He had been carefully feeding the carnal side of Jean getting her turned on by the idea of sleeping with women as well as him to make her alright with him being with other women. Given her youth it had been a workable approach. There was a darkness in Jean burning to get out thanks to Xavier's manipulations. He felt what the two women felt, and they felt what he felt. They felt how amazing it was to have Jean's tight pussy sliding up and down his length, to smell her intoxicating aroma, to feel her firm butt and back move against him. The two ladies knew he could not get enough of Jean. He also experienced the taste of Betsy's pussy from Jean's mouth. He firmly gripped her hips lowering Jean up and down, completely at his mercy. Her tight cunt
gripped and pulled at his shaft as he lifted up. His strength easily powered through her resistance and the effects of gravity. She had started leaning forward so that he could now see more of where they were joined. He loved watching the curve of her ass from behind, seeing his dick appear between the cleft of her ass cheeks, slick with her juices.
Jean could feel Peter's mind adrift with a sense of timelessness. She too lost herself in the pure sensation. Then she felt him lifting her easily as he stood up. He carried her out into one of the aisles and set her down on her hands and knees. He sent a vision to her mind, and she followed it, telekinetically sliding Betsy beneath her so that Betsy's mouth was between Jean's spread thighs. Betsy's cunt was spread out before Jean. Peter knelt over Jean slowly sliding his prick to and from her hungry pussy. She felt dominated, like she was completely his at his mercy. She gave into it. He was someone she trusted. The feeling of his thick sausage moving through her folds was all she knew combined with the sensation of Betsy munching on her cunt. Jean could not even return the favor so lost was she in the sensations. Peter pushed Jean's head down gently reminding her to return the favor. Jean began licking Betsy's gash, suckling on the other woman's clit.
Peter felt his testicles get some attention periodically from Betsy. Her tongue also paid attention to his connection point with Jean. He planned to fuck the older woman next, something both Jean and Betsy agreed with when they sensed his intent. He lost himself in the sensation of thrusting into Jean again and again. He ran his hands from her hips, along her sides, and up over her back. She threw her head back at several points taking a break from eating snatch. She turned her mouth during these times and kissed Peter. Tasting Betsy on her lips was so hot.
"I love watching you eat pussy while I am buried balls deep in your pussy. You are so good at taking my cock," Peter whispered into Jean's ear. "Soon I am going to bury myself all the way in you and pump your pussy full of my hot seed, deep inside. Would you like that?"
"Yes," Jean whispered as she took a particularly hard thrust.
Jean and Betsy could both feel it as Peter's prick grew more sensitive. Each deep stroke into Jean's cunt sent a surge of pleasure flowing through him. He was growing larger and harder inside of her. She clenched harder with her kegel muscles trying to give him more pleasure. Her own pussy felt so good around his dick. She felt both her pussy and his dick. It was an overload of sensation. Betsy felt the same. Peter sped up and thrust harder and harder into a Jean going just as much as she could take. Then he buried himself inside of her and began injecting his hot semen into her no longer virgin pussy. Jean cried out as his release triggered her own. Betsy began cumming too. Ecstasy so intense she had never felt anything like it flooded Jean's gash as his prick surged over and over with his white cream. It felt so right having him cum inside of her. He ground his groin into her mound as euphoria filled her, wave after wave of intense climax flooding through her. Betsy experienced it all as well.
He remained sheathed inside of Jean as they gradually came down. Betsy slid out from beneath her and came around to kneel with her head next to Jean's rump. The moment Peter began to draw out of Jean, Betsy was there. She caught the seed coming out of Jean's gash with her tongue and began extracting Peter's load. When she had finished that her mouth was on his dick,
cleaning it, and making sure he never went fully soft. He re-hardened quickly before laying on her back. She pulled Peter between her thighs and felt him slide deep into her. Peter would not be getting a break for some time.
End Smut Scene
As far as the X-Men and Charles Xavier knew, Peter's mutant powers consisted of his Spider- Man abilities only. They also knew he was very intelligent. They did not know about his suit yet. Samples of Jean's DNA had already been delivered back to Sterns' team with the goal of incorporating her telepathy/telekinesis expression of the x-gene into the body they were designing for Peter. Sterns' team had already made great progress in the body they had so far. Oddly enough it was combining the spider abilities with the other abilities Peter wanted that was proving difficult. The celestial form did not play well with the spider-like mutation. Peter was honestly willing to give up the agility, wall climbing, and web shooting if Sterns could not make it work. He was attached to the bioelectric abilities and his spider sense. He would have a greater strength through hulk. And he loved the flexibility he had as Spider-Man. Peter decided to see how many if not all of his spider abilities he could replicate with the nanite technology he had at his disposal. If he could re-create the abilities with his tech, then he would probably just go ahead and use the new body. By the time that was decided Peter hoped his new body would have Jean's abilities.
Alex Summers was leading his brother Scott down a set of stairs in the Xavier mansion when Jean bumped into him. Scott was currently wearing a cloth band over his eyes having newly discovered his mutant abilities. Jean caught her books and papers telekinetically and returned them to her hands. Peter entered the hall then joining his girlfriend. Peter and Jean had the boyfriend and girlfriend discussion a couple of weeks prior. Jean having been exploring their bisexual side understood that they would be with other women. It had not clarified how often they would be with other women. Jean may have thought it was from time to time instead of as regular as it would be. But they had already been meeting Betsy often. By the time Jean caught up with the point in time that Peter generally lived in it should not be a problem.
"Watch where you're going," Jean said telepathically to Scott. "I can't," Scott answered aloud. "Who are you talking to?" Alex asked. "Me," Jean answered aloud.
"I just heard you in my head," Scott realized. "I am telepathic. I read minds," Jean explained.
"Well stay out of mine," Scott said. "I don't want some strange girl creeping around in there." With a smirk Peter said, "He's going to change his tune once he's able to see again." With his hand on Jean's back, he led her away. "Who was that?" Scott was heard asking Alex.
"Peter, Jean's boyfriend. I cannot help but feel he was right," Alex said, acknowledging that Jean was a very beautiful young woman.
Peter went out with Jean for some archery practice, something she enjoyed doing. A little while later Alex, Scott, Hank McCoy, and Charles Xavier came out to the pond where they were practicing archery.
"Why don't you take your bandages off and we'll see what we are dealing with here," Charles suggested. "There is a target just across the water. When you open your eyes try and hit that. Alex, line him up facing the right direction."
"Professor," Peter spoke up drawing everyone's attention towards him. "Why don't you gauge the destructive power of his power first by aiming him into the water towards the middle of the pond? That beautiful tree there is very close to the small target you are asking him to aim at."
"Quite right Peter," Charles said. "I had not considered that. That is probably my favorite tree."
Alex angled his brother's head slightly down towards the water. When Scott opened his eyes the water he hit was vaporized to steam. He soon closed them.
"Your tree would have been destroyed. The archery target would not have held that back for more than a microsecond," Hank pointed out.
"I agree," Charles said. "A very impressive mutation Scott."
The night terror manifestation of her abilities that drew Charles' attention in the X-Men Apocalypse film Peter had watched in his original universe never took place. Oh, Jean had a nightmare vision of Apocalypse. But with the mental exercises Peter had been working with her on she was able to control it. It also helped that Jean was sleeping in Peter's bed at the time. The moment his AI sensed the activity with Jean, his nanites woke him up. He pulled her against his side which woke her. They talked about her nightmare.