It was lunch when Barry met up with Tormentia again. "Tormentia, I can't do this any longer. I feel so…" His voice dropped to a whisper. "Sexually…frustrated."
"Oh, baby," she whispered back. "We can fix that…"
Barry and Tormentia flew away and snuck into one of the preps' lockers, because doing it on a prep's stuff was ironic and also the prep would have to touch their sex stuff.
It was Tormentia who acted first. She started to slowly take off Barry's clothes, his MCR t-shirt and his skinny jeans and his "IDGAF" boxers.
"ROFL at your underwear!" she said as she ripped off his socks with her teeth. Then she took off her own tank top and miniskirt.
They were naked for a minute, then they frenched wildly and passionately, making out like wild animals. They could hear people walk around outside. They then pressed their hot bee bodies together, grinding and grinding.
Then Barry put his thing in her and they kept moving.
"OMG!" they screamed in unison. It felt so good. Tormentia then used a piece of honeycomb to gag Barry for some bondage fun.
They spent ten more minutes with her dominating him and smeared some fluids on the prep's homework, then they redressed quickly, because only preps cuddle after they do it.
"That was so good…but can we really bee together?" Barry said quietly.
"What do you mean?"
"Well…you know battle of the bands?"
"Yeah…" she said slowly.
He took a deep breath. "I am the lead guitarist of Ballads from Wilting Begonias. We're going to be competing."
She gasped and slapped him. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT EARLIER, YOU PREPPY DUCKFUCKER!?"
He rubbed his tender skin. "I'm sorry, Tor…"
"FUCK YOU, BARRY!" Her voice softened. "Sorry. You're a fucking prick but I really love you."
"Like Romeo and Juliet, our love is forbidden," Barry said, almost weeping, revealing his soft and sensitive side to the girl bee.
"Fucking pussy," she mumbled. "See you after school for more sexual stuff? I have some super-sticky honey at home if you're interested."
"I don't know what you're planning to do with that, but I am IN."
"Yeah, baby."
Then they went away without anyone seeing that they had been together.
"OMG, DarkSoul and Deathworm, hi!" Barry called to his friends at the cafeteria table. "How are you guys?"
"Where were you?" DarkSoul asked. "Anyway yeah we're having band practice after school, be there, jellyfuck."
"Oh I'm sorry…I have plans after school…"
"OMG…BARRY!" DarkSoul cried. "With a girl?"
"Yeah…"
Suddenly, Deathworm started to sniff the air. "You smell of honeydust perfume. Only Tormentia Ursula Stormagath'a wears that…BARRY, HOW COULD YOU? SHE IS THE ENEMY!"
"Lay the fuck off…ADAM NERD!" he yelled, fisting Deathworm's face hard. Everyone in the room stopped and stared.
"FUCK YOU, ADAM!" Barry continued. "HEY, EVERYONE! BARRY'S A STUPID PREP WHO NEEDS TO BEE BEATEN UP!" Barry laughed evilly. "Good luck, honeyfucker…or should I say, Adam?"
"Barry…why!?"
Barry ran out to the tree off school grounds with a drug. He decided to take the drug and become high. He bit the drug and poured it into himself, touching himself a little to boost the high. All of a sudden his surroundings started to go all druggy and he took one alcohol as well. "Wow, I'm going to write songs now," he whispered. He took out his notebook and wrote:
U r a fox by Barry B Benson
First time I saw u, I knew I was love
And u were an angel from up above
And our bands cant keep us apart
U cant keep apart 2 synchronised hearts
My lil darling don't b scared
The connection we have is special n rare
Ill protect it at all cost
Dnt worry ill do it whatever the cost
First time I saw u, I knew I was love
And u were an angel from up above
And our bands cant keep us apart
U cant keep apart 2 synchronised hearts
Adam is a fuckin prep and he doesn't understand
The nway I want 2 sex u and hold ur hand
But the others don't matter if its us and its tru
Cos together 4ever, me and u
First time I saw u, I knew I was love
And u were an angel from up above
And our bands cant keep us apart
U cant keep apart 2 synchronised hearts
I love u cos ur pretty and sweet
I love u cos u r intelli-geent
I love u and u r super fuckin hot
O my bby girl ur a fuckin fox
Barry cried tears of joy and high on the paper. "I love you, Tormentia," he whispered as he drifted off to sleep under the shade of the tree.