Singled Out and Forgotten by God | By : BarnabasFrid Category: Individual Celebrities > Hitler Views: 2567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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What if this hole contains a charade?
And behind it all, there’s a price to be paid
For blood which we dine
Just fight in the name of The Holy and The Divine
Adolf Hitler and Eva, his bride of 36 hours, walked quietly down the dimly lit hallway in the dank Führer-Bunker. They had only just said their goodbyes to the remaining inhabitants below the Chancellery in war torn Berlin, Germany. Frau Goebbels cried when Hitler presented her with his own NSDAP pin, calling her “The Bravest Mother of The Reich.” His quiet and sweet secretary Traudl, with whom he’d always been paternal, was given a gentle touch of the cheek and a few inaudible words.
As the two approached Hitler’s quarters, he stopped and turned to Eva. Kissing the woman gently and devotedly, full on the lips, no one had ever witnessed such a display of affection between the two. And no one dared comment on it now.
Hitler turned the knob and pushed open the door to his quarters. A faint smile broke his stern countenance as he motioned for Eva to enter first. His shaky left hand lifted to graze his wife’s hair as she passed by.
She busied herself at his dresser, straightening varied papers and items. Her own affairs had been settled, yet ever worried about Hitler, his long-time companion wanted to be all the more sure his things were in order. The atmosphere in the room was fatal, the scent of collapse pervaded in thick clouds. Eva’s hands trembled, though she did not fear the decision she had made, to die at the side of her Führer, the actual carrying out troubled her… her own suicide-- a simple bite of the ampule. But his? Would the trigger be pulled at the right time? Hitler gradually made his way to the sofa and sat, sinking deep into its lush cushions.
“Come Eva, sit on my lap.”
She smiled and sat sideways on the Führer’s knee. Reaching her arms around his neck, “I’m not frightened Mein Führer. I told you I’d follow you anywhere, even unto death.” Nestling her blonde hair into Hitler’s shoulder, Eva’s fingertips found the shaved skin at the back of his neck and caressed it tenderly.
“No, `My Dear Little One`, face me.”
A tear slipped from his lash as Eva began to moan, she opened her eyes to notice this. Hitler’s gaze never left his wife. She bore down on his rigid penis with shameless ache and watched as his facial features twisted with affected bliss. He murmured the three words her Wolf rarely used, yet often proved through action.
“I love you.”
Eva dipped her head and kissed her husband’s mouth, speaking into the skin, “Mein Führer.” Her passions were entirely aroused now and she felt Hitler shudder and buck against her body.
Reaching to take her breasts in his hands, “I couldn’t give it; I couldn’t give you the nation I promised.” The familiar anger welled, and she could feel it in his thrusts, one for each statement. “Germany is in ruin. And you have a broken man to take with you to death!”
“From our first meeting I swore to follow you anywhere. Even onto death. I live only for your love.” She had written to him after an assassination attempt last year. In his crazed fashion, he gave her everything. Everything he was capable of. It wasn’t the clothes or shoes. The houses or cars. It was the calm smile that graced his face when they saw each other after months of estrangement. The way she’d lay his head on her breast and sit in silence for hours while stroking the closely cropped hair at his temple.
“I strove to cleanse and sanitize a nation to be built anew from the ground up. A world fit for you to exist in. No obstacle could stand in the way of perfection. Perfection I forced onward. For you.” Hitler pushed Eva to her side; a temporary halt in the rhythmic grind caused a groan from her lips. At once he pulled her close, allowing her legs to wrap around his. “And now you are left to breathe filtered air two stories below a city I once controlled with ease.”
“You give me”, Eva’s voice was climbing in pitch. “…the eternal gift of Heaven by your side, Adi.” His face crushed against her breast, straining to take the taught skin of the nipple between his teeth. “Adi ...” Hitler reduced her to whimpers and repeated bursts of his name.
How could she know he was thinking not only of her, but of his Princess?
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