punny names are unique, right?
Years ago, I realized that in some instances, if you put together completely normal dull first names and equally ordinary last names, you get punny hilarity. This name has been with me ever since, but there never was a chance to use it. Until now... XD
Title: Just In Case
Author: Spurious Sanity
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original
Pairing: OzxJustin
Wordcount: 345
Warnings: some dirty language, baaad punny humour.
"Y'know, I usually don't do this," Justin said inbetween hot kisses, while the guy he'd met, oh, two hours ago or so, was doing his best to remove his shirt. Of course, they were still in the hallway, so Justin resisted, if half-heartedly. He was too drunk and turned on to care much whether they left all their clothes in the hallway and... fuck, what was it? Oh, Oz, that was the guy's name, fucked him against the door to his apartment.
"Uh-huh," Oz mumbled absentmindedly in Justin's ear, before biting gently on his earlobe. Giving up on Justin's shirt, he slipped a hand into his pants instead, squeezing his butt.
Something told Justin that Oz wasn't really listening. "No, seriously, I... mm... usually don't do one night stands," he attempted again, not really sure why it was so important for Oz to know this. In some part of his drunk, befuddled brain, it had made sense, but he wasn't entirely sure what sort of sense that was anymore.
"Of course," Oz agreed. "Now shut up and kiss me."
And how could he refuse a wonderful request like that?
Another great insight flashed through his well-soaked brain, and he broke off the kiss. "Oh, and the name's Justin. Justin Case."
Oz tilted his head slightly and gave Justin a confused look, his brain also apparently doing it's best to work through the drunken haze. "In case of what?" he asked at last.
"Huh?" Justin replied, equally confused.
Oz simply shrugged. "Well, I guess it's good to know what to scream, eh?" he said with a suggestive grin.
"Exactly," Justin said with a matching grin, relieved that the conversation had returned to familiar waters as they finally reached his apartment. He turned away for long enough to unlock his door, before they resumed their slow, clumsy progress towards his bed, shedding clothes everywhere.
"And don't worry," Oz said as they finally reached it. "Got condoms. Just in case."
Justin laughed, his drunken mind oddly happy that Oz had seen fit to remember his full name.
Title: Just In Case
Author: Spurious Sanity
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original
Pairing: OzxJustin
Wordcount: 345
Warnings: some dirty language, baaad punny humour.
"Y'know, I usually don't do this," Justin said inbetween hot kisses, while the guy he'd met, oh, two hours ago or so, was doing his best to remove his shirt. Of course, they were still in the hallway, so Justin resisted, if half-heartedly. He was too drunk and turned on to care much whether they left all their clothes in the hallway and... fuck, what was it? Oh, Oz, that was the guy's name, fucked him against the door to his apartment.
"Uh-huh," Oz mumbled absentmindedly in Justin's ear, before biting gently on his earlobe. Giving up on Justin's shirt, he slipped a hand into his pants instead, squeezing his butt.
Something told Justin that Oz wasn't really listening. "No, seriously, I... mm... usually don't do one night stands," he attempted again, not really sure why it was so important for Oz to know this. In some part of his drunk, befuddled brain, it had made sense, but he wasn't entirely sure what sort of sense that was anymore.
"Of course," Oz agreed. "Now shut up and kiss me."
And how could he refuse a wonderful request like that?
Another great insight flashed through his well-soaked brain, and he broke off the kiss. "Oh, and the name's Justin. Justin Case."
Oz tilted his head slightly and gave Justin a confused look, his brain also apparently doing it's best to work through the drunken haze. "In case of what?" he asked at last.
"Huh?" Justin replied, equally confused.
Oz simply shrugged. "Well, I guess it's good to know what to scream, eh?" he said with a suggestive grin.
"Exactly," Justin said with a matching grin, relieved that the conversation had returned to familiar waters as they finally reached his apartment. He turned away for long enough to unlock his door, before they resumed their slow, clumsy progress towards his bed, shedding clothes everywhere.
"And don't worry," Oz said as they finally reached it. "Got condoms. Just in case."
Justin laughed, his drunken mind oddly happy that Oz had seen fit to remember his full name.