Summer passed by faster than any of them had anticipated. And none of them were handling it well. Especially Tony and he couldn't place why. He was use to people leaving him. And right now he felt like a hormonal teenage girl. One minute he was happy, the next he was moody as shit.

He already fought once with Loki today over the stupidest shit. Snapping at him for no reason. Loki seemed to be taking the brunt of his irritation and usually snapped back at him. However, this time rather than engage in another ridiculous tiff, Loki clamped his mouth shuts swallowing his retort. Narrowing his eyes he stood from where he was sitting and walked out of the room. Which pissed Tony off even more.

He was currently ripping out the engine of one of his father's prized vintage sports car. The Sex Pistols blared through the speakers in his shop.

Steve pulled up outside the Stark compound and hopped off his bike. Opening the front door and walking into dead silence, he called out 'hello'. Getting no response he turned to JARVIS.

'Good Afternoon, Mr. Rogers. Mr. Stark is currently disassembling a car engine and seems to be in a rather peevish mood. Mr. Odinson is outside on the back patio.'

Steve rolled his eyes, 'Fighting again, geesh.' "Who started it?"

'That would be Sir.'

He sighed heavily. "Thanks JARVIS."

'My pleasure, Sir.'

Steve went to find Loki, knowing there was no talking to Tony at the moment. He needed to get down to what was behind his wild mood-swings.

He found Loki leaning on the railing overlooking the vast backyard. Coming up behind him, he encircled his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Hey."

"Hey." Loki leaned his head against short blond hair. "You cut your hair again."

"It will all be gone in a week and a half anyway." Loki nodded. "I leave on the twelfth now. Recruiter pushed the date back three days."

"At least we have a few more days together." Loki said softly.

Steve buried his nose into the side of Loki's neck, inhaling deeply. He was going to miss his scent. "What was it about this time?" He played with one of the buttons on Loki's shirt.

"Nothing at all." Loki gave a sorrowful sigh. "I think the problem is that you are leaving and he doesn't know how to handle it. You know showing emotions have never been his strong point." Steve sighed as Loki played with the new short tuft of hair on his head. "It's always been the three of us, Steve. I think he is feeling abandoned."

Sad blue eyes gazed up at him. "He knew this day was coming. He's known this is what I wanted to do almost all my life, Loki." Steve held him around the waist a little tighter. "I don't want to go either. I love you guys, but this is what I've planned my whole life for. He can't expect me not to follow my dream."

Loki turned; brushed his nose against Steve's and skimmed his fingers over his defined chest and around his neck. "He doesn't expect you to stay. He's use to people leaving. It's just that he's become attached to you. We both have. Since we were nine years old, we have always been a constant in each other's lives. It's hard to lose a major part of that, even if it was inevitable."

Steve choked a little and swallowed hard. "Yeah, but at least he'll still have you. I'm going this alone; you have no idea how hard this is for me. You guys aren't gonna be just up the road or on the other side of town. You're going to be a couple states away." Steve's voice had gotten smaller towards the end.

Loki kissed him firmly. Steve took advantage and pulled him closer. His need to feel him against his own body, just to know he was still there grew tenfold. He breathed Loki in as they kissed, stealing his breath. It was an interesting and heady feeling. To feel the air coming in through your nose and going into someone else's lungs. It anchored them to the here and now. Loki brushed Steve's cheek as a fat tear rolled down.

The desperation practically radiated off of Steve. It began to make Loki angry at their own selfishness. Steve had no one, his family gone. They were all he had left and here they were in their own way having a pity party for themselves. Loki kissed Steve fiercely, pulling away to catch his breath. Steve looked into those passionate and extremely angry eyes and wondered what had suddenly changed.

"Loki—"

"I need you to stay right here. Do not move, my love, from this spot. I will return momentarily." He kissed his lips once more before heading inside and straight down to the shop.

Slamming the door open, he shouted to JARVIS to mute the music. Tony was under the car and gave an angry yell at his music being turned off. Loki marched over the chopped up vehicle, where he grabbed a hold of Tony by the ankle and yanked hard until he rolled out from underneath. The prone man was about to protest until he saw the expression on Loki's face. Long legs straddled him as he crouched down and got in his face.

Pointing one long finger into his chest, "You are acting like a complete selfish prick. Steve leaves in eleven days and here you are throwing a tantrum like you are the only one affected by this. He will be at West Point on his own, Anthony. On his own, while we still have each other. We are all he has left in this world and you are acting like a spoiled child!" Loki stepped back grabbing the front of Tony's shirt and hauling him up with him. "Now you are going to go up those stairs and apologizing to Steve for being a moody self-centered brat! And then we are going to make the best of the time we have left together or so help me, Anthony, I will make your life at MIT a certified hell."

Tony was floored. And also feeling a bit like an ass. Ok, a lot like an ass…he was an ass, ok, there. And this was going to make him even more of an ass, but God was he turned on. Loki only ever called him Anthony when he was truly pissed at him, but it usually lead to amazing make up sex. Not this time though. He had to make this up to Steve. Loki was right. He was being a brat, a selfish insufferable brat.

"Alright, I get it. I suck, let's go see Steve." He followed Loki upstairs. "Have I told you how sexy you are when you're angry?"

"Fuck you, Tony." Loki said half-heartedly.

"Yeah?"

"No."

"Maybe?" He grabbed Loki's hand.

"Steve first." He was still peeved and chewed Tony's ass all the way up the stairs.

Their captain was exactly where Loki left him, gazing out over the immaculate garden. He turned when he heard the opening of sliding doors. He noted Loki expression was softer, not angry, but maybe still just a little put out. Tony's was more open and urgent as he barely had time to brace himself as he was pulled into a hearty, needy kiss. Greasy fingers cupped his cheek and neck. Steve melted into the touch. Tony spoke between kisses. "I'm sorry." "I'm an ass." "Forgive me." "You have to forgive me, Steve." Tony's voice became a little desperate. His hands scrambled against the button and zipper of his pants, pushing them over Steve's hips.

"Tony, I—"Steve stuttered as Tony slid down his front to his knees. "I forgi—"The mouth that enveloped his semi aroused cock, cut off his words. Wide blue eyes focused on the mouth working him expertly to hardness. Panting softly "I-I forgive you." Tony didn't let up continuing to bob his head and massage Steve's sac.

He held onto the railing with one hand, tangling the other in soft messy brown locks. "Tony, I'm gonna come." Steve tried to push him back; Tony just moved faster gripping his hips. "Tony—"

He hummed as he took him all the way in. Steve cried out, his legs shook as he spilt his essence into that eager mouth intent on sucking him dry. His grip on the banister and Tony's hair tightened as Tony drank him down greedily.

Steve slowly caught his breath. His hand still tight in that spikey mussed up hair. Tony looked up at him. "Steve, are you going to keep me on my knees all day? Not that I mind."

His expression turned dark, now that he was over the shock of an emotionally charged surprise blowjob. It stunned Tony to see that look in his goody-goody boyfriend's eyes. Loki, sure, but not Steve. He tugged Tony's head back and swiped his thumb across his swollen bottom lip. Tony gasped at his assertiveness. Cornflower blue eyes still blown wide from his orgasm bore into his own. Grease stained hands moved to Steve's thighs on their own accord. In a raspy tone their Captain said, "You have someone else you need to apologize to." Tony just came. Figuratively, but he was close none the less. Steve raised a brow, "Don't you?"

Steve looked almost as delicious as Loki did when he dominated Tony. He released his hair and tucked himself away before helping Tony to his feet.

They both looked over at Loki; his arms folded across his chest, legs spread wide. He wore a neutral expression. However, his eyes were still blown wide with what he just witnessed. The black of his pupils threatened to consume the green of his iris.

Tony wiped his chin, still feeling a little of Steve he didn't catch. Closing he distance he stood between Loki's parted legs. His expression remained the same as he looked up at the lover he was still irritated with. Tony knew he was fucked. Or about to be, hard. "I'm sorry for being an asshole. I'm a selfish bastard and I wasn't thinking about how I was hurting you or Steve." His fingertips grazed Loki's knee. "Please forgive me?"

Loki glanced at the hand that was steadily moving up his thigh then back to those big brown eyes. "Are you offering sexual favors for forgiveness, Tony?"

Tony tilted his head to the side. "It would appear so." His cock ached to be touched but he refused to even so much as adjust.

"And if I say no?"

"Then I will beg."

Loki contemplated then slowly stood, looming over his future philanthropist. "You have been very neglectful of Steve and me. I don't know about him, but I don't like being ignored. I know you know that." Steve stood close enough to the side that he was within reach. Loki ran his hand up his back and across his shoulder caressing the back of his neck. Azure orbs stayed focused on Tony. "Maybe I should have my way with Steve and make you watch, denying you the right to release for being such an intolerable brat. At least he is not neglectful of my needs." Ouch. That one stung. Still had it coming though.

Tony swallowed. He and Loki had dabbled lightly into bondage. Nothing to heavy; cuffs, gags, whips and the like. But at the moment all he wanted was to be tied up and fucked into next week. "What would you have me do to earn your forgiveness?" He gazed up at Loki and pressed himself closer. Pale fingers still played over the nape of Steve's neck, scratching his nails on his skin. Steve's gaze never wavered as he took in the scene before him. Tony could practically feel the heat rolling off of him in waves.

The blond spoke to Loki, eyes never leaving Tony. "I think he should start on his knees and thank you for considering forgiveness and then when he has earned it, he should ride your cock mercilessly."

Tony's eyes widened and mouth hung slightly ajar. The lithe beauty next to him arched a brow glancing his way. They didn't even know Steve was capable of such language, let alone voicing it without blushing ten shades of red.

Bright blue eyes went back and forth between two questioning their silent gaze. "What? Too much?"

"Not enough. You must speak like that more often." Loki rasped. Tony nodded definitely in agreement.

A tiny smile pulled at Steve's lips before Loki drew him near, kissing him properly with an obscene about of tongue. Tony's hands ran over Loki's shoulders, down and around his torso. He pulled at the hem of his shirt, untucking it and lifting it high enough to expose the pale skin of his abdomen. Lowering down to his knees (Again, seemed like he would be in this position quite a bit today) kissing and licking at the taunt flesh in front of him, dipping his tongue into the divot of Loki's belly button.

Tony worked his pants open as he had done Steve's and pulled them low enough to get to what he wanted. Loki moaned and broke his kiss as Tony's warm eager mouth wrapped around his head. Steve moved the chair back and stood behind Loki taking over where Tony left off with his hands.

He removed the shirt and latched onto Loki's neck, tilting his head to the side as Steve sucked up a pretty purple mark. He slid his fingers through jet black hair and turned him so he could have his mouth again. The hand on Tony's head tightened in his hair. He looked up at his two lovers, moaning around the cock in his mouth. Watching as Steve attacked Loki's mouth as the latter worked his hand in Steve's pants.

He wished he could draw, paint a pic or something. He opted for taking a picture. Fishing his phone out of his back pocket, he snuck a shot of the two. Such a stark contrast of night and day. So delectable. And they were his. This just became his new screen saver. Returning the phone to his pocket he went back to work on Loki's heavy length, mesmerized by the filthy way his lovers kissed. Steve's moans were so intoxicating; Tony came with an unsuspecting intake of air and graze of teeth down Loki's length. The man hissed and groaned, vibrant green eyes bore down onto him, his mouth agape. Steve bit and licked his shoulder, his sultry gaze also upon him.

"This seems to be a habit with you two." Tony muttered. Steve smirked against Loki's shoulder. After calming himself he ran his tongue over the tip of Loki's arousal.

Green eyes narrowed. "Oh, no. I don't believe you were allowed to come just yet." He pulled Tony's hair back so his mouth could not reach him. "Did I say you could? (No) Did Steve? (No, Loki)." Cap's hand snuck around his waist and slowly tugged at Loki's length. "Take off your pants, now." Tony stood to do so. "And your shirt, and those too." He stood naked in front of his lovers.

Loki knew what the sight of him and Steve together did to Tony. His hand continued to work Steve's length inside his jeans. Leaning back against him, he brought his hand down to the one slowly pumping his needy cock.

Loki held his hand out. Tony knew what he was asking for. He reached into his pants pocket. The tiny packet of lube was placed in the out stretched hand. Loki closed his hand quickly around Tony's and pulled him flush. "I have yet to decide exactly what to do with you. Should I make you watch as Steve fucks me from behind or should he take you while you finish the job you started?"

"Both sound like viable options." He breathed, gasping when Steve took his and Loki's cock in hand.

Deft fingers tore the packet open squeezing a generous amount over the hand that held them both. Steve took the remains in his other hand. Loki gasped and moaned as thick fingers dipped between his cheeks, slowly pushing in one digit then another. He wasted no time preparing Loki.

Seems the decision had been made for them.

"Steve—"Loki moaned his name as he pushed his way into his tight heat. The captain licked up the side of his neck then bit down on his earlobe. "Fuck." This was said by both of lovers. He started a slow thrust, still languidly rubbing their cocks, swiping his thumb over their tips. With his other hand he reached for Tony, gripping him by the neck, he pulled him into a hungry kiss. The three moaned and writhed together. Steve released his hold on them and gripped Loki's hips.

"I'm going to fuck you hard, Loki."

"You better."

"And I want you to scream for me."

Steve fucked him good and Loki screamed for him loud. All Tony could do was watch. He didn't even want to touch himself.

"Harder!"

"Dammit, Loki!" Steve pulled him back into every thrust. Loki always pushed them both to their limits. They both watched Tony as they fucked fast and hard. Steve had one hand on Loki's pale shoulder, the other firmly on his hip. "This could have been you, Tony. If you weren't acting like such a little shit!" Steve gritted, thrusting in hard at the last four words." Loki keened at every sharp blow and came with a loud shout, jetting his seed in long streams.

The blond slowed almost to a stop. Holding Loki close to his body. His heart thudding heavily in his chest. Thin pink lips kissed his temple as he rested his head against his shoulder. Steve was trying to gain some sense of control.

"Steven... You must show Tony that you forgive him. He needs release, love. He has earned it." Loki hoarsely whispered. He guided full lips to his own. "And don't be gentle. He needs a reminder not to be this selfish again."

Steve slowly pulled out, causing the pale beauty to hiss. "Sorry."

Loki cupped his cheek, "Don't you ever apologize for pleasing me."

Loki went to his knees as Steve came up behind Tony, turning his head so he could kiss him deeply. A long wicked tongue ran across the head of his cock and trailed the thick vain on the underside down to his tight sac. Loki sucked them gently, rolling them around on his tongue delighting in the gasps and moans he elicited. Reaching up toned thighs until he came to the heave shaft that throbbed with need, he positioned Steve at Tony's waiting opening before gazing up at him. Swiping his tongue along the underside of his cock once more, he spoke seductively, "You are going to fuck my mouth and my throat until the good Captain comes. You are not allowed to come until his is done." Tony nodded his understanding as Steve drove into him and set a brutal pace. This wouldn't take long for either of them. Steve's groans turned into a whine as he got closer. "Fuck Tony, so good."

Tony knotted his fingers in Loki's hair as he fucked his throat just as hard as Steve would allow. Every explicate that came to mind flew from his mouth at the choking sounds that the force of his cock produced from that sinful mouth.

"Steve—Steve please! Oh, I fucking love you! God—please I cant—"

Steve bit down on Tony's shoulder and came with a long low whine. Tony prayed to the heavens above as his orgasm over powered him and his knees buckled. His seed spattered on Loki's face and chin as he fell. They huddled together a sweaty, dirty, hot mess…

Tony leaned against Steve's front, Loki faced them panting as they all tried to recover. His eyes remained closed as Tony's come dripped down his face, not quite sure if he was infuriated or disgusted or maybe both.

Steve muttered into Tony's hair, "Did I hurt you?"

He shook his head. "You're a beast, Rogers. Might have to make you angry again sometime." Steve huffed a breathy laugh. "And that mouth! Oh Steve, you have such a filthy mouth."

"No more so than yours."

Tony leaned forward wiping Loki's cheek. "Babe, you ok?"

"I'm fine. If you got come in my eye I will seriously fuck you up Tony Stark." Loki growled his voice raw.

Steve chuckled as Tony swiped his tongue across Loki's eyes. "Now we wouldn't want that."

"On a serious note, can we just spend the next eleven days in bed wrapped around each other? Please?" Steve pleaded, bringing them back to the reality of the here and now.

"As you wish."

"You got it."

AN: bah! I don't know how I feel about it…what do yall think?