Part 2
Fredrick Zoller was on his hands and knees upon a bed, happily being fucked from behind by a certain superior officer.
"You know," Landa breathed in to the blond soldier's ear in between thrusts, "how indescribably...sumptuous" he hitched his cock up higher. Zoller gasped. "Beautiful." He thrust harder again. Zoller grasped the bed sheets more tightly at this extremely, physical punctuation. "And downright delicious it would be..."
Landa allowed his voice to trail off, dragging a tongue across the back of Fredrick's ear, eliciting a shudder from the Private.
His next sentence was a whisper,
"If you were to couple with our own darling Hellstrom?"
Zoller froze in surprise.
"Wh- what?"
"Yes", Landa hissed, speeding up his thrusts, "you've seen his beauty, no? I know you are a great admirer of his power."
It was true, Zoller thought, but who wasn't a fan of the Major's impressive work? So young, yet so influential. Everyone knew of how he had risen through the ranks with incredible speed. Also, one would have to be blind to not register his striking appearance. Zoller could never help but feel somewhat nervous and awe-struck when in his presence.
"Tell me what you think of him."
Landa's smooth voice stirred him from his brief musings.
"Excuse me?" Fredrick asked, in between breaths.
"Tell me what you think of him." replied Landa with a low growl, pushing himself in harder.
Unsure, and a little fearful, Zoller tried to form the words,
"He, he's intelligent and...attractive..."
"Go on." urged Landa, keeping up a fast pace.
"Ah! And, and I always feel strange around him...impressed, maybe, maybe" he paused to gasp, "threatened."
"Well" smiled the Standartenführer, "imagine removing the mystique. Imagine...claiming all that for your own. A chance to display your power, to prove it to him. A chance to conquer. A chance to impress one you admire..."
Biting his lip, Zoller did try to imagine it. His lust addled brain only aided by the talented ministrations of his Commanding Officer in extending this vision.
Seeing that progress was being made, Landa continued, slightly breathless
"And, I am not just talking about impressing Hellstrom, oh no." the Standartenführer leant in to plant a powerful kiss on the Private's neck.
"But also, impressing me." Zoller moaned, loudly, at this. "If this came to pass, you know, I would have no choice but to watch..." Landa drew a tongue across his lips at the thought, his movements becoming even stronger as he moved in and out of the young man before him, "it would be a sin for me not to."
Zoller began to outwardly groan.
"Such a beautiful scene it would be, and oh how I would have to reward you both afterwards."
It all became too much. Oh god, Landa, Hans Landa; the Hans Landa, maddened by lust by his acts...his acts with another man...Hellstrom...rewarded...
One of the last vaguely clear thoughts in Fredrick Zoller's mind before sumptuous release was one of determination to make this idea a reality.