"Thank you! Peter, faster!", Jasmine asked, pleading with Peter, wrapping her legs around his back, and Peter whispered into her ear, "As you wish, my stunning flower.", thrusting faster as he can feel his limits coming as well, which was a slight surprise when he doesn't have exactly the same superspeed limits like Gwen, but still faster than a normal human man.
The group continued in their lovemaking pleasure, with both Peter and Jasmine running out of time in terms of their limits with Jasmine just on the verge of orgasming and Peter nearing the end before cumming.
Two minutes later, Jasmine shouted finally, "Peter!", the biggest orgasm she ever had, releasing so much that her body was still quivering in the afterglow, and not even five seconds later, Peter finally came, "Jasmine!", cumming so much, filling up her womb yet it was only that as Jean and Gwen grieved for a moment that they wished Jasmine would have another dream coming true, but alas, they hoped that Jasmine wasn't upset about it, even if her ovaries has been permanently removed since for five years.
The two of them collapsed from the release as Jean and Gwen backed off a bit to allow them the room for each other on the bed as they panted and laid in each other's arms.
"Peter..." Jasmine whispered. Peter lovingly kissed her cheek, "That...was incredible...you were beyond incredible, Jasmine...", and Jasmine smiled warmly, "Oh, yeah? Well, you were beyond amazing, Peter...you sure this was your first time?", teasing with a giggle.
"Yeah... it was. I guess things just came naturally to me... like instinct.", Peter then glanced over to Jean. "Don't look at me, Peter, I didn't send you anything mentally there.", she chuckled.
Gwen and Jasmine giggled, and Jasmine cradled Peter's cheek back to face her, softly smiling, "Thank you for saying that back there...I...I, you were right...I am not ready to say those words...it's difficult like quicksand...and even if this is the real world, in your bed, I want that someday, to say them to you...to all of you...", glancing at Jean and Gwen.
"Hey, look, it's the same with Jean and myself... no rush and all in terms of saying I love you; you know?", Gwen said as she moved over to lean against Jean.
Jean replied, "That's right. It took Gwen two years to say it first with meaning it, and soon for me as well. We know about some of your past, Jasmine, including those awful memories at the end before 'he' exiled you, but we're not rushing either for you, but know this, we will say those words one day. Peter just beat us first and it's fair as he knew you longer, technically speaking.", with a chuckle and smirk at Peter.
"They've got a point, Jasmine... you don't have to say it now or anything... I can wait for as long as it takes for you to hopefully say those words back to me.", Peter said as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips once more.
Jasmine kissed him back, closing her eyes for a moment as she relished in the feeling of it before opening her eyes to see the devotion, love, awe, and care in his eyes, and she smiled tenderly, "I believe in you, Peter.", cuddling closer to him, feeling his rod still in her, and sighed deeply, feeling content as she finally became one with a man she strongly cares for, someone who would be there for her every day, to receive love from him, to listen with, and to just care for her, having a newfound family within Jean and Gwen...family...
She began to tear up again in grief...The pain may have dulled over time, but it hurts...even after her father told her that he doesn't need grandchildren to love Jasmine always...She would have been over the moon to bear Peter's child if it was a real miracle, but alas, it would never be.
Peter gently brushed the side of her head as he could see the tears building up; wanting to comfort her and to make sure that everything would be alright... that everything was perfect this moment with her surrounded by those that loved her.
Peter whispered, "Hey, what's wrong, my stunning flower?", and Jasmine gave a loud sob, tearing up, "I-I know you'd do anything to h-help me, even find a way to...heal the d-damage I have, even being a t-teenage dad and all, b-but it hurts...I just w-want to cry...I waited so long to be l-loved by wonderful people l-like you and Jean and Gwen, but I cannot give you c-children...I-I would share in r-raising Jean and Gwen's children...b-but me...I-I don't deserve being a mother when I d-didn't stop Jafar somehow...I-I should have s-seen it coming...", crying and sobbing into Peter's chest, causing him and the girls to frown in concern, their hearts breaking to see their beloved princess in despair and grief.
Jean and Gwen came around Jasmine's side, hugging from the back of the middle spot, holding Peter and Jasmine in their arms, in a foursome hug.
None of the three fully knew what to say at that moment to respond to her... they knew something that could be said but it was something Jasmine had heard plenty of times before. 'It's alright' was okay most of the time but this wasn't the case as Jasmine really was letting five years of her pent-up sadness and misery practically come pouring out.
They only held her, rubbing her back, kissing away her tears as she kept crying and sobbing, and Gwen softly asked, "I know it isn't my place to ask, but how many children did you want to have when you were growing up and all?".
Jasmine sniffled, "F-four...Different ages, but close enough so they could play and not be alone all the time...I a-always wanted to have two daughters, two sons..."...
"That sounds like a beautiful dream, Jasmine...What would you name them?", Jean asked gently, and Jasmine cried as she gave a small smile, "I h-had a game with Rajah on my birthday..If he won, he could have chosen the gender, and I would have picked a name..O-On my 15th birthday, for my first daughter, I picked Dariya as it meant river since I dreamed about traveling on a river like many people in the books I read about in the royal library...I-I would have given her the nickname of Riya for affectionate times..A-and as you know, I reached my 16th birthday, but it was on the same day a-as Jafar's reign of horror started, so I n-never had that c-chance to d-do the game with Rajah...T-then last night, my father told me the names of my s-siblings, and I w-wanted to honor them...for m-my second daughter and first son...Biva, it meant sunlight, and Rahim, it meant compassionate...I h-hope my s-siblings w-would be o-okay with that.".
"I know they would be... they'd be more than happy to know how you would honor them like that.", Jean said as the others continued to try and help Jasmine. It really sucked that they still didn't have much in terms of answers of how-to A) Break Jasmine's curse and B) Try to fix the damage Jafar inflicted on her but both of which was... frustrating. The closest help would be that Dr. Strange person, but he was almost next to impossible to be reached; at least for them.
Peter then whispered, "And for your last son?", and Jasmine sighed deeply, "I want it to be New York style, but besides that...I have no idea or a-anything about it...".
Gwen blinked, "Really? You would go with a modern name?", and Jasmine sniffled, "W-why not? I-if it wasn't for y-you guys, a-all of you, I w-would never have in a million years, be in a home, have a family to protect and care for in Ben and May, have food and such, and have friendship again, and h-have technical f-freedom in the dreamworld, t-talk again as a human, hug and kiss and b-be loved..wh-which I s-still couldn't wrap my mind around even after already months of just being a-acknowledged, and now, i-in all your arms...I d-don't d-deserve to b-be surrounded by s-so much affection, care, and l-love, to b-be in bliss after experiencing long-awaited pleasure and more...".
"Jasmine...", Jean leaned in and kissed her on the lips. "You do deserve to be surrounded by love and affection, after all you've been through, I think you've earned it so much more than a lot of others...".
Jasmine's tears fell continuously, but they were slowly running out as Jasmine was starting to feel better, and she gave a sob as she hugged Jean, who caressed some of her black locks, and Gwen then took her turn to kiss Jasmine on the lips tenderly, "She's right, Jasmine...You're stuck with us, and we ain't going to abandon you, not even for selfish stuff like money...You're our princess, and you make our lives rich with adventure and more...".
Jasmine gave another sob as she hugged Gwen, who brushed back some of her black locks over her ears, and Peter then kissed her on the lips lovingly, "You would never disappoint us, Jasmine...I only wish we could make all your dreams come true, including those precious children that I would be happy to be a father for...We'll always be there for you...".
She gave about the biggest sob, heaving out the last of tears as she hugged Peter, caressing her shoulders, and after she pulled back, looking at all of them, she sniffled, "Y-you three are my shooting stars...never lose all who you are...Jean Grey Watson, Gwendoyln Kara Penelope Stacy, and Peter Benjamin Parker...".
Gwen and Jean wrapped their arms around her too as the four of them all hugged each other tight. Jasmine was feeling much better now after hearing all that. She still had plenty of sorrow and pain inside of her, but at least she was sure now that she wouldn't be alone to deal with it.
They held each other for a few minutes as Jasmine's tears finally dried out, and they gently wiped the remains of tears away on her cheeks before Peter exhaled, "Well, does this mean we're a foursome now, a polyamorous quartet?".
Both Gwen and Jean looked at each other for a moment. "Well, I'm still not so sure about that yet...", Jean admitted. "Yeah, and right now, I think we're still a little early figuring out our relationship to each other, much less with the four of us.", Gwen replied.
Peter nodded at that. Yeah, maybe he was suggesting a few too far steps regarding the future; but nobody was saying no, so it certainly wasn't off the table.
Jasmine replied, smiling softly, "It's okay, Peter, we do have a lot of time to figure this out, but I am eager to have many more incredible love-making moments with you...Somehow, I'm not afraid anymore, and I now know that I ain't alone anymore...And same thing for you two, girls...".
Jean and Gwen smiled, happy to see Jasmine looking better, and they knew that they will always be there for each other, all of them. Jasmine then glanced at Jean, "How many minutes before you couldn't hold it anymore?".
Jean said, "Less than 35 minutes.", and Jasmine grinned, "That's all I need.", before pinning Peter, purring sensually, "Care to be at the mercy of a tigress, Peter?".
Peter smiled brightly, happy to see Jasmine blooming into the beautiful and amazing woman he knew she would be, and chuckled, "Oh, yes...Have at it, my incredible tigress.", not even nervous anymore.
And so, Jasmine ravished Peter as she rode him while Jean went to pleasure Gwen, watching with pride and admiration for Jasmine in the last 30 minutes, and for the few remaining minutes, Jasmine kissed her beloved lovers passionately before they had to wake up.
With smiles and hugs, Jean and Gwen left Peter's bedroom, and headed back to Jean's bedroom, almost exhausted after a long day/night, cuddling under the blankets, with Gwen chuckling in awe, "Did you see her go at it? Damn, Jazz is truly coming out of her shell really well...".
"Yeah... but the dreams are one thing... we all know we would want this to be physical as well...", Jean sighed as Gwen nodded.
"I swear, I really wish I could get my hands on that monster... I'd make sure he'd fix Jasmine in a heartbeat before I snap his neck.", Gwen growled as Jean put a hand on her leg.
"Gwen, easy... let it go. What's done is done there and Jasmine's now here with us and we're certainly helping her so much. We just have to find someone who can hopefully fix her and then life might as well be perfect for us.", Jean smiled.
Gwen nodded, "Yeah, that's for sure...I have a feeling that we are going to comfort her almost every time she thinks about the loss of her children after lovemaking or whatever...She truly was dedicated to being a mother despite all the suitors seeking her for just getting rich or becoming sultan, never love, unless Aladdin came, and then of course, the whole mess with Jafar...".
Jean sighed softly, "I wouldn't blame her for wanting a big family...I could like that since I'm an only child practically since Mom and Dad lost Mary Jane...And of course, you're an only child, and same thing for Peter...".
"Four only children... what are the odds?", Gwen chuckled. "And from the sounds of it, seems like Jasmine would want to carry pretty much all the children for the group.".
"You're not thinking of having any?", Jean asked as Gwen waved her hand a bit, "Er, not really for the time being, I mean, come on, Jean, we're still early in high school. I know what Peter was offering with Jasmine, but still, we really shouldn't rush into that huge burden of responsibility.".
Jean nodded, "True...You and Peter are freshmen, while I am a sophomore, and I have a feeling that Jasmine is either a sophomore or junior if she came to school.".
Gwen nodded, "Exactly. And I know the age of consent in this city is 17.", and Jean blinked at her in surprise. Gwen chuckled, "Having pleasure sessions ourselves doesn't hurt or anything. It's just the part of sex that the age of consent has to be legal there, in public, but it's not the law in the dreamworld. I researched, sue me.".
"I'm sure someone would if they knew...", Jean replied with a chuckle, and Gwen rolled her eyes at the thought as she took another deep breath. "What's up?", Jean asked as Gwen tilted her head.
"Just thinking about Peter and his whole idea... the crimefighting thing.", Gwen admitted. "Worried about him or thinking about maybe joining him fairly soon?", Jean asked curiously.
Gwen exhaled, "I will feel better if he has more training, but honestly, he's already breezed through the training we gave him in the warehouse, and I will work on the day patrol suit for him, but I think, to best start is the evenings before curfew during the school days, and two full nights of Friday and Saturday after he finishes homework, for his evening patrol suit...
Jean replied, "True, and I can help him with some of the homework as I did some of his classes last year... And he wants a six-month trial for himself to be on his own before we join him, unless there is an emergency that he can't handle alone...The only thing we can do is support him, train him, and encourage him.".
"Yeah...", Gwen bit her lip as Jean chuckled, "You really want to do that sort of stuff too, don't you?". Jean could sometimes read Gwen like a book.
"I don't know, maybe... I mean, I feel like I could handle it a bit better than he could at times... flying, speed...", Gwen responded with a smile.
Jean chuckled, "Granted that it's subpar above Peter's levels, you're literally a superheroine...", and Gwen hummed, "Super, huh? It's not original much, but I think I can be 'Supergirl', until I come of age, and then 'Superwoman'...".
"Supergirl, huh? Catchy, not too cliche...that will grow on me, my bright star...", Jean smiled warmly, and Gwen chuckled, "I could do a suit for me as well, but there's no rush on that one unlike Peter's patrol suit for daytime...I don't want to wear a full mask, that's for sure...Probably an eye mask for best.".
Jean nodded, "Especially when you have thick hair that would cause humidity problems if you wore a full mask...Best to wear it down if you are going with a ponytail all the time at school, or vice versa...For me, I probably need to practice more on my psychic powers if I need to technically hover like you and all to get around...".
Gwen chuckled, "Definitely an eye mask for you too, my sexy redhead...Hmm, your hair certainly reminds me of fire, but you don't have fire powers...It has to be a great name as you should be good yet scary at times for bad guys and all...You don't want to be perfect all the time like in school; through it's needed at times like with press or something...".