The Lady and the Gypsy (Clopin x OC romance)

Love and Warnings

Madeleine had never been kissed by a man before but it felt absolutely blissful and electric. She tentatively wrapped her arms about his neck and kissed him back fervently. 

After what felt like an age they pulled apart their foreheads leaning against each other.  For a moment Clopin appeared slightly worried but as she smiled at him the worry dissipated and was replaced with happiness. Clopin chuckled.

"So much for careful," he said. 

"What do you mean?" asked Madeleine pulling away slightly so she could look up at him, although his hands remained on her waist and hers around his neck. Clopin smiled ruefully.

"My father said I should be careful around you. Not to let my feelings get in the way of my mind." Madeleine giggled. 

"Yes, I think we've well and truly crossed that particular line." The two shared a laugh before Clopin's face became serious. He ran a hand through her hair.

"He has a point though, this is dangerous." Madeleine placed a hand on his cheek. Looking up into his warm, dark eyes.

"I know. I'm not yet certain where this will go and I don't think you are either. But something in me tells me that this is worth it." The hand that was still on her waist pulled her closer. He leaned down and whispered in her ear,

"Good, because I feel the same," before pulling back and kissing her again. This kiss was shorter but no less enjoyable. When they pulled apart again they shifted so they were standing next to each other. He wrapped his right arm close about her waist as she leaned against him, her right hand coming to cover his left which was on the rail of the bridge. Together they stared out over the rushing stream.

"So what's your plan for the rest of the day?" asked Madeleine. Clopin hummed lightly.

"The market should be filling up this afternoon so I'll put a performance on then," he replied.

"Take adavantage of all the relieved parents who are just glad to have their children off their hands for a while so they can shop in peace?" asked Madeleine cheekily as she looked up at him. 

"Precisely mon coeur," he replied. Madeleine basked in the glow of his adoring gaze blushing slightly at the term of endearment. This only appeared to amuse Clopin further.

"And what do you plan to do on this lovely day?" he asked. Madeleine looked apologetic

"Unfortunately, I have some sewing to finish up although I think you're show would likely be a far more enjoyable use of my time. I swear I'll come to the next one."Clopin smiled.

"That sounds wonderful. I'll be quite happy to have you there to witness my hard work. Suddenly he whipped out the mini-puppet of himself. 

"Your hard work?! I'm the one that does all the heavy lifting," it squeeked. Clopin's face took on a look of mock offense. 

"I'm fairly certain I'm the one telling the stories!"

"Well I'm the one everyone comes to see! It sure is you big nose!" Madeleine giggled at Clopin's antics. 

"Hush now or  I'll use the stick. It's rude to argue in front of the lady," Clopin told the puppet.

"Now, now, you two. You're both very entertaining, so there's no need to argue she said in a mock scolding tone. The puppet hung it's head.

"Okay." 

"Save all that energy for the children," she said bopping the puppet's nose lightly. Clopin put the puppet away. He really should get some manners." Madeleine arched a blond eyebrow.