Their ride landed, Steve picked Tony up and chuckled as Tony snuggled closer to him. Clint needed help get Bruce to Clint's room, which Thor offered. Getting Bruce into bed was easier, he snuggled into Clint's bed. Clint laid on top of the covers and slept, guarding Bruce.

Steve carried Tony to Steve's room. He set Tony down, who laid on his back. His shirt riding up showing his stomach and two of his six nipples. Steve straddled the tired neko,and pushed the shirt up trapping Tony's arms within the shirt. Steve bent down and suckled one of the two nipples, tweaking the other. He smirked as he heard a moan come from the man below him. Kissing his way up, nipping and licking. Sliding his hand up Tony's sides, towards his armpits and earn a laugh/ moan.

"Ahhh..." Tony moaned as Steve kissed under his jaw and rubbing a nipple, while rubbing the bulge Tony sported.

"Awake I see?" Steve looked at the flushed, disheveled and sleepy neko.

"Wha...ooohhh..." Tony tried to asked but arched when Steve rubbed and scratched at the bulged.

"Glad your awake...Let's continue." Steve nipped at To us bottom lip, rubbing the leaking bulge

Meanwhile Clint woke up, hearing small whimpering and whining. He pulled Bruce closer, who rolled over burying his head into Clint's side. Clint clicked a light on, making sure it wasn't to bright and read Skullduggery with reading glasses . Bruce woke up, hearing a low snore above him. Gently wiggling out, he saw Clint's head back, drool coming out the side if his chin,a book resting I his lap and glasses that sat crooked.

"Jarvis what happened?" Bruce got up, and maneuvered Clint into a better position.

"Well sir, Mr. Barton with the help of Thor got you in to Mr. Barton's room. He let you sleep under the covers and Mr. Barton slept on top, about midnight you were making noises and he woke up. He pulled you closer, switched on a light and read, while running his fingers through your hair." Jarvis replied.

"What? Why would he..." Bruce tried to rake his brain,"I need coffee, let me know when Clint wakes up." Bruce went to get coffee but, make a side trip to his room for pants.

Entering the kitchen he saw Steve making a buffet, pancakes, waffles, chopped fruit, eggs and other breakfast items. Natasha was sipping on coffe, Collins reading the paper while drinking tea and Thor glaring at the roster that refuses to give him the tart of pop.

"Give me my tart of pop, you vile thing. I demand my strawberry frosted pastry!" he bellowed, while getting pelted with said pastry ," Ha ha! I win, glorious!"

" Thor! Keep it down! Others are still asleep!" Collins rolled up his newspaper and bopped Thor.

"Morning." Bruce said, grabbing a cup for coffee and say down sipping said coffee.

"Feeling better, Dr. Banner?" Collins asked, flipping a page of the paper.

"Yea.. Peachy.. I have ears and a tail!" Bruce voiced, annoyed.

"Pancakes are ready. Jarvis will you kindly wake up Clint, while I wake Tony?" Steve dried his hands and went to wake up Tony.

"Who wants to bet, Stark is still annoyed with Rogers?" Natasha smirked, pouring more coffee into her cup.

"I'll take that bet. What's the washer?" Collins set the paper down.

"Loser does the dishes and has to buy Thors pop tarts for week." Nata put creamer in.

"I'll bet Tony won't be mad and I'll se your Wagner and raise you being Steve's sparring partner for a week. Any more takers?" Bruce piped in.

"I agree with Ms. Widow of Black." Thor popped another pop tart in his mouth.

"I'll be on your side, Bruce." Collins grabbed a plate and scooped some food.

"Now we wait and see for the out come." Bruce munched on some bacon.

Clint rolled over, felling the space had gone cold. Bolting up looked around the room.

"Bruce? Bruce!" He jumped up and falling on his face because he was tangled in the sheets.

"Mr. Barton, Dr. Banner is in the kitchen.

"Good. God, I swear he's gonna give me a heart attack." He deranged himself and made his way to the kitchen."Wait for what? Morning." Clint walked in, scratching his head.

"Wait to see who loses." Thor inhaled his plate of food.

"Ok." Clint grabbed a mug and filled it with coffee, sitting next to Bruce.

"Morning." Bruce kissed the archers head and felt the man snuggle into his side.

Sorry fro late upload... FF is being stupid and taking forever to load when I try to upload a new chapter...So i copied and pasted this chapter