Revenge

Author's Note: I'm not anymore in Yugoslavia, but returned back. I hope you are enjoying this story as for now it will become rather PG-13 in this chapter. All characters belong to the series, and none belong to me.

Did any of you watch Eurovision? Serbia and Montenegro got second place! Yay! Old news.

'And what is it you would like me to do?' Gruber asked carefully, coming closer to her.

Helga smirked and stepped so close to the Lieutenant that he could feel her warm breath. Then she raised her hand and ran it across his chest, landing on the place of his heart. Helga leaned over.

'Well..... you know that I'm a woman..... and Herr Flick isn't suiting my needs nowadays......' Helga hinted suggestively.

She felt his heart beat faster in panic under her fingers, as Gruber's eyes widened in horror, and he shook his head in disbelief.

'Helga, please..... don't ask me to do this!' The Lieutenant pleaded her for mercy.

Helga's eyes narrowed as she stepped back from him, loosing contact with his body. Her icy blue eyes burned with anger.

'Then you shall die in a labor camp!' She hissed.

Gruber's eyes were troubled, 'Can you choose something else?'

'No.' Said Helga simply.

Gruber turned away from hr and seemed to be fighting with his conscious about what to do. He could either go to a labor camp and suffer a terrible fate, or to satisfy Helga's wants....... Had she no heart?

Finally, with his mind made up, he turned to the female Private that was waiting for his answer calmly and with leisure.

'Alright,' whispered Gruber in defeat, 'but leave the soldier out of this. It was I who seduced him.'

A wicked grin appeared on Helga's face, 'My lips are sealed.'

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They had arrived in the Lieutenant's private quarters, and Helga admired the luxury. She looked around at the fine architecture, and let her eyes travel to the place they would spend the night together- his bed.

'So, who would like to do the honors?' Helga asked, in fake innocence.

Gruber looked at her sharply, 'Why don't you start first?'

'Tut, tut! Lieutenant, if you are going to be in such a mood for the rest of the evening, you may consider this deal off and yourself taken to labor camps,' Helga gave a smile, as Gruber opened his mouth in protest, and then shut it in defeat. What good was it?

Helga stepped close to him, and then leaned over, pressing her lips to his. Gruber shuddered in dislike, but Helga instigated the kiss. When he felt her press her tongue to his lips, he opened his mouth in shock and surprise, giving her full access.

Gruber practically jumped as he felt he presence inside him. Helga decided to make the net move. She started to unbutton his uniform, as Gruber squirmed against her in protest.

'Please, don't.' He moaned helplessly, as her mouth was still pressed against his.

Helga just smiled during the kiss and continued her work. She had worked her way over to his undershirt, and started touching him.....

The Lieutenant broke the kiss rapidly, but the Private went on with her ministrations. He lips went over his neck making him flinch and pull away from her.

'Stop!' He panted, breaking out in sweat.

Helga looked up at him and then gave an unpleasant smile,' You are right.'

'What?' Asked the Gruber, not believing his luck.

Helga continued, 'We shall have to continue this on the bed.'

Gruber could have wailed when he said this, 'Why? Why on earth do we have to do THIS?!'

Helga sighed as she dragged him over to their place of "enjoyment" ,'Because my lust needs curbing and after all,' she said as she pushed him onto the bed,' won't your mother be pleased that you found a "nice blond German girl"? If it were not for this ritual,' Helga gave a laugh,' you would not have been created.'

And with these last words, Helga flung herself to the enjoyment of her goal.

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Helga buttoned the last button of her uniform blouse, and then turned to the bed. Hiding under the shaking covers would have been seen the sobbing Lieutenant Gruber, who was still very much shaken from this experience.

She actually pitied him: it was not very pleasant to have sex forced upon someone, especially if the person was attracted to the people of their gender. Well, he had to grow up - people in this world nowadays have to hide their true nature to get along well. Many famous homosexuals did, and those who didn't..... there is a mild example of what happened to that British writer Oscar Wilde.

Helga did the last thing that would fulfill her revenge and scar Gruber's morality.

'Oh, and here is something for you,' Helga flung a couple of useless coins onto the bed, 'you need to be paid for your services, my little tart.'

When the beaten Lieutenant saw the coins, this toppled him over the edge, and sent him bursting into tears. When Helga saw this she gave a triumphal smile and left, leaving Lieutenant Gruber alone with his shame.

Lieutenant Hubert Gruber didn't cry only for being humiliated and morally hurt. He also felt betrayed - betrayed by his own damn body that even enjoyed this.

How did she make me enjoy this? Gruber's mind screamed. How could my body enjoy her touch and send itself over the EDGE so EASILY??!!!

The first thing he needed was to have a bath. Right now. He needed to wash away the feeling on his skin now.

It was only half an hour later that he in his bath ordered, and the soapy water covered in very dense bubbles. Hubert picked uup the soap and scrubbed his neck.

That's where she first kissed me....., he thought in disgust, how could I have let her get away with it?

He suddenly turned to his chest, and scrubbed very roughly there. That was where Helga worked very efficiently to arouse him, thus making his body betray his mind. He paused when he had to move onto his stomach and lower..... Hubert definitely didn't want to go there.

'It's not my fault!' wailed Gruber in distress in the empty bathroom,' I've never experienced something like this before!'

But the four cold walls answered nothing to the distressed and shattered Lieutenant. Hubert buried his face into his hands.

'It's not fair.....' Hubert Gruber whimpered brokenly, 'It's not fair.....'

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The fated morning finally rose, and the Lieutenant went to the Colonel's office. He wasn't going to mention anything that happened last night, especially not to Helga - damn her. Gruber had dressed himself in his usual fashion, and removed all traces of a distressful night.

When he entered the office, he was glad that Helga wasn't there. He wished that he would never have to see her again. Instead, there he was met by the Colonel, who looked rather nervous.

'Good morning, Gruber,' the Colonel said quickly,' you seem as if you had a rough night.'

Gruber almost flinched when the Colonel mentioned the words "rough night", but sustained it. He instead forced his usual careless smile.

'Oh, I'm just having a bit of nightmares these days,' the Lieutenant returned in forced mildness, 'since the war is coming to an end, one must hope to survive.'

'That is what I want to talk to you about,' Colonel Von Strohm said unusually.

Gruber's attention snapped to him, 'What do you mean?'

The Colonel drew a deep breath, 'Gruber, the Allies have come. They should be at any hour entering Nuvion. We will have to run!'

Author's Note: Ha! Not much of a cliffhanger, is it? What do you think about Gruber and Helga getting it on together? Not very nice- I feel kinda sorry for the Lieutenant..... Please post reviews and tell me your thoughts!