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Han knew he was on a rampage about the other’s ability to get on his nerves, the smuggler’s pacing backwards and forwards, hands waving around like an aggravated fool. The male stops mid-sentence when Kirk beings to talk, attention focusing on the other captain for a brief moment, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips at the action. To all of the annoying qualities the other had, his ability to make Han smile was one that often surprised Han. “Maybe I do. But there are better ways to get me to shut up. Like saying shut up, not kissing me like I’m your pet.” His head shook, before an eyebrow rose. “Did you know people kiss their pets on their nose, here?”

Lips moved along the other’s Captain’s neck, as Han backed him into the wall. To say Han was frustrated would be an understatement. Kirk had an ability to get on Han’s nerves without even trying. “You’re really frustrating, you know?” He murmured softly, lips sucking gently on the other male’s pulse point. “And I don’t like frustrating.”