[ Steve's free hand found the back of Bucky's head, curling his fingers into it -- Bucky responded well to dominance, and he tugged on his hear making his mate bare his throat for him. ]

I'll make it to that number. [ He promised, because he was definitely not going to let the man out of his bed, whatever it was. His finger continued to penetrate him, keeping him nice and loosened for his cock. Feeling those muscles clench around him, he bit Bucky's throat, answering the challenge. There was something arousing about his mate egging him on, pushing him further than he thought he'd do -- there was always something about Bucky that made Steve more than he was on his own, and he would always love him for it. ]

Big talk from someone who might be too tired to reach even six. Touch yourself for me.