SO GUESS WHAT CAME OUT TUESDAY!? YEP YEP. MMMBUCKY~ God that man makes me feel things in places. In celebration, I was going to update this fanfic tuesday, but as you can guess, I was too busy ogling my beloved and sobbing over that tragic backstory. HHHHNGH Sebastian Stan should keep his hair long for CA3, but...I doubt he will since the comics give him a haircut. Sad day on that one. At least we don't have to worry about our beloved Norse Gods getting haircuts. Something in me might actually die if that were to happen.

ANYWAY, enough rambling, on to MLTLRP chapter...wait...what chapter am I even on? Holy crap. SEVEN. CHAPTER SEVEN.

Yeah, I'm a shitty author like that. Forgetting where I am in the story. Shut up.

My Less-Than-Likely Roommate Problems

Chapter 7 – Uninvited Guest

The sun shone in through the mouth of the cave. I rolled over and shivered, pulling the warm jacked tighter around my body before moving to snuggle into Loki, but my face only met bear fur. I opened my eyes, groaning lightly as I realised I was alone on the fur.

I placed my hand where Loki's body should have been. Still warm. He must have only just gone out. I rolled over to see that Bucky was also AWOL. Grumbling, I sat up, wrapping the leather coat around me. It smelled like Loki. That musky wood odour I loved. I smiled to myself as I stood up, slipping the coat on and wrapping it around my body.

"Where'd they run off to?" I mused, looking around at our little make-shift home. I saw that the fire that had died shortly before we slept was rekindled. It roared with a nice warmth. Outside the cave it no longer rained, but the looming clouds in the distance meant it would within an hour or so. We probably would be spending another night here. I felt gross. I wanted to shower, and sleep in a real bed.

I sighed, looking down at myself. I may smell like sex and dirt and bear, but Loki's jacket looked cute on me. I giggled at that, running a hand through my disheveled hair. Well where ever those two went off to, they'll be back.

I set to cleaning up. Might as well make this place a little less disgusting. I took the bear hide outside and started beating it against a tree. Just because we're staying in a cave doesn't mean it needs to look like one. Ugh. I coughed as the dirt cloud from the hide floated around me. Ew.

Setting it back on the floor near the fire I started poking the fire with a stick. Now I'm bored.

I felt eyes watching me, and stood up from my crouched position. I turned and saw Loki staring at me, his face blank. I cocked my head and took a step towards him, pulling his coat tighter around me, and that's when I noticed the hungry look in his eyes. He dropped the deer he had been dragging. Oh so that's where he was. Getting food. His eyes never left me as he crossed the cave to stand in front of me.

I shivered slightly under his gaze, squeezing my legs together. This wasn't like him. He's so quiet and his eyes are so fiery. I move to take a step back but before I can his hand is around my waist, pulling me against him as he kisses me deeply. Startled, it takes me a moment to respond, my brain officially fried, and I lean into him, kissing him back. One hand cups my face gently as we kiss. I slid my own hands up, slowly, before clutching onto the back of his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. After what feels like both years and a millisecond, he pulls away, only slightly, burying his nose in my nape. I feel him inhale.

"You look ravishing wearing only my coat, darling." His voice is gruff and sensual. Different than I'm used to. My body reacts to his words and I inhale sharply. What on earth has gotten into him?

"Honestly, dress like that and you might bend me to your every whim." He chuckled, stroking my cheek lightly before stepping back. Weird, the fire isn't out so why am I suddenly so chilled? It takes all my restraint not to fling myself back into his arms.

"Where's Bucky?" I ask, watching him roll his sleeves up as he tends to the slain deer.

"Muscles went for wood, I went for food." He muttered, not meeting my eyes. I think the cave might do something weird with sound because I could have sworn I heard Loki mutter something about getting wood himself, too. I shrug that off. Loki wasn't entirely up to date with human lingo, how would he know what wood is innuendo for?

Bucky was in the entrance after Loki had set up the deer meat for roasting. Under the mechanical arm he had a large stack of sticks and branches and in his other hand were some raspberries. I grinned. "I love raspberries! You found some wild ones?"

He nodded, setting them down and going to put the wood in a pile. "Found them while I was gathering wood. I figured you'd enjoy it." I bounced like a child from where I was sitting, excited.

Bucky's lips twitched up at my antics, and he came to sit beside me. "Here." He handed me a few. Loki grumbled something, rotating the deer meat.

"What is it, stick-boy?" Bucky asked, popping a raspberry in his mouth as I mimicked his actions. Loki shrugged, eyes on the fire.

"Loki?" I asked, he looked at me. My expression must have been worried because his shoulders relaxed. "Come here." I patted my lap and he wordlessly came over. He rested with his head in my lap and I fed him a berry. "What is wrong?" I asked, trying to piece together the erratic and unpredictable behaviour. "You've been incredibly weird the last two days."

"Coulson has me out of sorts. On top of it all, I fear that the increase in stormy weather keeping us stranded not only hinders our escape from him, but also foreshadows to an...unwelcomed guest." He said, eating another berry. I smiled softly at him, Bucky leaning on the wall next to me.

"I'm sure Coulson won't be able to find us, and whoever else you think may be coming surely can't. We're in a cave, in the middle of a forest." I said, stroking his hair between my fingers. It's a little greasy, but soft and not even needing washed all that badly. I'm a little jealous. Why can't my hair behave well under these conditions? Dick.

Loki looks up at me. "You shouldn't underestimate our pursuers. They have unlimited resources." He said, looking over at Bucky. "Muscles knows, don't you?"

Bucky hadn't looked me in the eye. "I still don't remember much, but I am pretty sure S.H.I.E.L.D and HYDRA were one in the same." I'm confused, who's HYDRA? "When I worked for them, they kept me cryogenicaly frozen when I wasn't necessary, though, so really I'm not sure. I do know, however, that when they want something, or someone, they will not stop. They will spare no expense to get us. Lucky for us, the ones they could send after us aren't working there anymore. Not since my mission failed and S.H.I.E.L.D and HYDRA were outted." He furrowed his brow.

Oh right, I remember hearing something about this on the news. Captain America and Black Widow had leaked a whole bunch of secret stuff from some company or something. I really wish I had paid more attention to that stuff, but I never really did. Kind of stupid since now I'm in over my head with super beings. I touched Bucky's shoulder gently. "You didn't tell me anything about that." I said softly. He looked at me.

"They wiped my memories whenever I started to gain my memories back or my own sense of self. They had brainwashed me into their perfect assassin. I'm still trying to get all of my memories back, trying to sort through the scrambled mess that is my brain." Bucky looked down at his hands, his face anguished. "I did so many wrongs...but..." He sighed, and I grabbed his hand, which caused him to meet my eyes.

"Everything will be okay. It'll come back to you. You can't beat yourself up over doing those things. It wasn't your fault. They made you do it." I whispered, my heart reaching out and breaking for him. He was tortured, I could see it. Those HYDRA douches tortured him! He is so sweet and kind and they are why he's so broken! I have half a mind to storm in there and give them a HUGE piece of my mind. However, I enjoy being alive and would love to keep it that way.

Bucky squeezed my hand gently. I smiled at him, kissing his cheek. His eyes widened. I felt Loki shift in my lap, getting up. The black-haired God crossed over to the fire. "It's done." He said, throwing meat our way. Loki seemed irritated again. I swear, dealing with two emotionally broken powerhouse men might kill me.

As I nibbled I watched Loki. He stared at me back. Loki was eating slowly, looking at me in a way that made it hard to concentrate on anything else besides those emeralds shining in my direction. Bucky had barely touched his food before he stood, looking out of the cave. "I'm going to find some fresh water before that rain gets here."

"Be careful." I called, watching his retreating form. Internally I sighed, the air in here feels weird, claustrophobic even. After Bucky left the cave, Loki sat next to me, again. "Darling, I want you."

"You want me for what?" I asked, looking over at him curious. What is he thinking? The slender god grinned at me.

"I can't help it. I want you all to myself for once. The sight of you, wearing my leather, looking like that...It's driving me mad." He leaned in towards me, licking his lips. "I want to take you."

I gulped, leaning back a little and blushing. Something about the way his eyes were glistening made me clench my knees and shift. "Tsk, don't hide it. You're as turned on as I am." He said, slipping a hand through the folds and onto my thigh, where he squeezed lightly. He kissed my neck, trailing his tongue to my collarbone and sucking. I inhaled sharply at the sensation, laying down and pulling him with me. He rested ontop of my body, his hands gripping my hips as he ground his hard cock against my already soaked pussy, the coat open, revealing my body to him. I groaned as his sucking went to my breasts, his other hand coming to squeeze my free nipple sharply, my hands clutching his shoulders tightly, digging my nails into them, which he liked.

Just as his free hand began to toy with my folds, I heard thunder clap and Loki tensed under my hands. I was about to soothe him when we both froze at the sound of a voice I had never heard before.

"Well this is embarrassing."

AN: Well that's 7. Sorry for the delays, and cliff-hanger. Well, okay, not so much.

Anywhoser, kind of a filler. I know I know they suck but I mean...they're good for backstories and character growth. Merp. Glad you're reading! Reviews make the best motivation.

-Seeker