Someone sent this demand to a list:

> I would really appreichiate it if some one would right me a story once
> again thank you

And this was my response.

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Title: Don't Go Away Mad (Just Go Away)
Author: meagan <nutmeg@serv.net>
Summary: Uh, Oz gets iritated.
Spoilers: Oh, yeah, right. As if.
Disclaimer: They belong to Mutant Enemy, Fox, WB, and anyone else I forgot.
Rating: Um, let's say R.
Distribution: If you really feel a need for it, let me know why.
Feedback: Is what happens when you play a guitar or hold a microphone too close to an amplifier.
Note: Thank you for the title, Motley Crue.

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"Oh, yeah." Oz paused, savoring the moment.

"Hey." A voice at the door caused all movement inside the room to cease.

But then Oz decided to ignore it and bent down to lick the drop of precum off the head of his soon-to-be-lover's penis.

"Hey. Have sex for me."

That did it. The normally unflappable Oz pulled away from the man on the bed. "Oz --" A vaguely familiar voice protested from the bed.

"Sorry, man. I just can't do this --" he gestured at the erect cock bobbing in front of him -- "with *this* --" Oz gestured at the door -- "going on." He turned to the person at the door. "Do you *mind*? I've been trying to screw him for a year and a half, and you're ruining things. Now go away, and we'll tell you when we're ready for you to watch." He pushed the stranger away from the doorway and shut the door firmly. Then he considered the door and wedged a chair firmly under the doorknob. He did not want to be interrupted again.

"Who was that?" The vaguely familiar voice again.

"Just Snyder," Oz replied.

"Snyder? But I thought he --"

"Well, okay, maybe not *Snyder*. But it was definitely a troll."

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Okay, there's your fic. Now go away. We'll tell you when there's something ready to read.