#staldof

"Do you like me?" Stalin asked, his eyes full of hope, want, and anger. Had Adolf been leading him on for months? Adolf gently cupped the Russian's cheek and, in nearly a whisper, said, "Nein," Stalin's whole face fell, rage bubbling to the surface. He inhaled a shaky breath and tried to pull away from the man in front of him, but strong arms snakes around his waist. "Nein, I do not like you," he smiled before he spoke again. "I love you." Stalin thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest. "Really?" "Da," Stalin felt all of the tension leave his body, and with a sigh he pulled Hitler in by the lapels for a searing kiss. "I killed my second wife for you, Adolf." "I know," he nodded, "I know."