Unattainable

Three days had passed, Methalius stood with two other gypsy men waiting the release of their king. He watched on as the guard unlocked him. The other guard kicked him in the stomach. Methalius held up a hand to stop the men from charging forth to attack the guard.

Clopin rolled onto his side unable to get up, his hand held close to his chest.

Once Methalius moved forward the men followed. They kept an eye out for guards and they gathered up their king. "Come on you lump.... Lets get you home and cleaned up..."

Clopin didn't hear a word they had said. He had been loosing consciousness over the past three days and had once again slipped out it.

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Clopin started to come around. The light touch of a damp rag against the gashes on his back could be felt. Infection had set in, in some areas and those were the first be be cleaned. Nadya had spent a good hour pinching the skin to drain the infection. She had continued until blood finally seeped out. Now as she soothed the wounds her soft voice sang lightly.

"Ma t'aspet che l'so ben Ch'al fin sclopi per amor Deh, non da plu tat dolor, Tu sa ben che dig il virum." Nadya continued to dab the wound.

Clopin hissed and tried to move away from her. He lay on his stomach on his makeshift bed. "Stop." He said weakly.

She jumped a moment not expecting him to be awake. Setting the cloth aside Nadya sat back. "Do you need anything?"

Clopin groaned and moved up. "What I need..." He said pausing as he slowly sat himself up. "Is to uh..."

Nadya gave him a confused look and tilted her head to the side. "... Toooooo.....?"

"I have to take a leak." He said and tried to stand up.

".... Ah..... Here.. " She moved quickly to help him stand. "Come on..."

Clopin stood but lost his balance a moment before he caught it again. He was having trouble even standing on his own.

Nadya sighed pullnig his arm around her neck and she looked to him. "Well it's not Like I haven't seen it before right?" If I hadn't we wouldn't have been in this mess." She tried to make light of the situation as she helped him from the tent.

Clopin slowly made his way out of the tent. He looked at the ground not able to meet eye contact with anyone. He hated being seen this weak.

Nadya looked to the other gypsies and shot them all a cold glare causing them to quickly turn away. Rubbing her husbands side lightly she looked around the tunnel. "All clear..."

Clopin moved into the tunnel and leaned on the wall. He looked to Nadya a moment. "You don't have to watch me you know."

I know... But I don't want you to fall.. You are already hurt enough. I just won't hold it while you ..." she waved her hand toward his crotch. "You know..."

Clopin was clearly embarrassed by the idea. "T'is indecent."

"Well guess what we live in an indecent world, Come on .. already Clopin. We had sex in your puppet cart and you are worried about being indecent here... Now? Will you please just get it over with so we can lay you back down!?"

Clopin sighed and pulled down his hose slightly freeing his soft cock from the fabric. He didn't meet her gaze as she watched him a little too intently. He stood there a moment before he was finally able to go, the yellow fluid flowing to the ground.

Nadya shook her head as he finally was able to go. "And I'm your wife... There are worse people that you could do this infront of... Like ... one of those ... 'odd' men."

"That's not funny." He said shifting slightly. It even hurt to piss. His whole body shook from holding himself against the wall. "I don't feel good." He said as he finally finished. He pulled up his hose again. He was breaking into a cold sweat his body shaking.

"This is why I'm still here..." She took hold of him and lead him away and back toward the tent. "you need to Rest come on...."

Clopin let her lead him back to his tent. He saw a few watching him from the corner of his eye but no longer cared. Standing was only making his predicament worse than need be.

Reaching out Nadya pushed the flap of their tent open and moved in. She led him to the pillows and then slowly lowered him down to lay upon them. "Here we are..."

Clopin lay on his side his head resting on the pillow. "Why are you being so nice to me?" He asked.

"This all is part my fault..." Nadya said and laid next to him. It was clear she had not slept much her eyes looked tired and she yawned covering her mouth with her hand.

Clopin looked slightly hurt by this comment. Of course... how could he think any of this had to do with him? She just wanted to clear her conscience.

"What's that look for?" She asked him. She caressed his cheek lightly and kissed his forhead. "You're home..... Stop looking like that..."

"Why do you care?" He asked. "The only reason why you're doing this is cause you feel guilty about what happened."

Nadya was taken back by this comment. She quickly say up and looked down to him. "Yes I feel Guilty but if things were switched around you can not tell me you would not feel the same way!" She scolded him. "I feel guilty because I care about you and you are in pain becasue I could not say no to you!"

"Say no to me?" He asked. "As I recall quite vividly it was I could not say no to you."

"And you are the one who said 'We could just do it right here'!" She could not believe him.

"Yes but had you not asked me to fuck you harder we never would have been caught. I was completely happy with you riding me." He said.

"FINE! Then it's all your fault and it's a shame they didn't kill you!" She snapped at him finally loosing her temper.

"Nadya I'm teasing you." He said. "Besides if I really wanted to start a fight I'd wait until I was well enough so we can have make up sex after." He joked. "Though if you really do want me dead." He said starting to sit up.

She gripped one of the pillows and whacked him with it hard. "YOU! Are an ass! Why would you tease me about something like that!" She was more hurt then humored by this. "Lay back down now!" She ordered him sharply.

He groaned as she hit him with the pillow, the normally soft object shooting pain through him.

"You really need to get used to my humor." He said. "I have a tenancy to make jokes in bad situations to make myself feel better."

Nadya rubbed her eyes then sighed deeply. "I'm too tired for you humor right now Clopin..."

"That makes two of us." He paused. "I feel like I'm going to be sick." He said suddenly.

Sighing she quickly exited the tent returning shortly after with a water pale she had found. "This will have to do..." Clopin shook his head.

"Put it down... I think it's passed." He said holding his stomach.

"I think you might be wearing this bucket over your head..." She said sighing and tossing the bucket aside.

"I didn't say throw it I said put it down..." He said. "I still might need it. Besides it's not my fault I'm sick."

Nadya looked him over as she set the bucket next to him. "You should get back to sleep." She said as she was in no mood to fight with him.

"I can't.... I'm in too much pain." He said shifting.

Sighing she looked him over and paused a moment she had not taken notice to it before. She tilted her head to the side reaching out she traced her hand over his chest. "You were a touble maker growing up?"

"Hmm?" He looked down at his chest and saw what she was looking at. "My father thought so." He said.

"He did this?" She asked him then looked at him slightly shocked.

Clopin was silent for a while before quietly answering her. "Oui."

"So becasue of what he did to you you are afraid you will do that to your children..." Nadya smirked thenleaned back looked him over. "I can't see you hurting anyone like that..."

"Just like I didn't almost hurt you?" He asked looking over at one of his knives.

"Do you have to argue with everything I have to say? Because if so I'm going to stop talking to you!" She said and folded her arms.

"I'm not trying to argue with you." He said. "I'm just stating facts."

"Well here's a fact." Nadya laid back on the bed. "You are not your father..."

"How would you know?" He asked before he yawned. He was indeed tired but the pain shooting through his back and limbs was keeping him awake.

"My mother always told me... You are who you let yourself be... If you want to be your father then you will be your father... But if you want to be your own person... Well that's who you will be..."

"That's not always true." He said. "How you grow up will effect how you turn out to be as an adult." He said. "That's why I attacked you when you woke me up that one night." He sighed. "I didn't mean to and I'm scared I'm going to do something worse that I didn't mean to do either."

"You are in control of your own life... You can change what you want." Nadya said then looked to her husband then turned her back to him. "I'm tired Clopin... Just... Try to sleep please..."

"Fine." He said simply.

She turned slgihtly toward him and then shook her head. "Goodnight Clopin..."

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It had been three days since Clopin had returned. His fever had gone down and the wounds on his back had scabed over. Some ripped open and bled but for the most part they had healed.

Clopin sat with a bowl of water and a straight blade in his wounded hand. He had been for the last ten minutes trying to shave the short stubble forming on his face. But due to his injury, he wasn't able to hold the blade properly. He brought the blade down across his face removing some of the hair but slipped and cut his cheek dropping the blade into the bowl. He growled out in frustration and kicked the bowl away.

Nadya had pulled back the flap of their tent as he kicked the bowl water splashing her she closed her eyes and ran a hand over her face then looked to him. "Everything alright?" She paused. "Your bleeding..." She motioned to his cheek.

"I'm fine." He said picking up a cloth from a small dresser and putting it over the cut.

"Uh huh..." Nadya shook her head picking up the bowl and the blade. "Would you like some help?" She asked placing the blade in the bowl and resting the bowl against her hip.

"I'm fine!" He said angrily.

"Right...." She eyed him and thenpulled the blade from the bowl. "I get more Water." She took his outburts with a grain of salt anymore.

Clopin rolled his eyes. "I'm not a child."

"That's a good thing... I would feel odd shaving a childs face." Nadya smirked and stepped out of the tent and returned with water. "I don't see why you care.... You think the King of France Shaves his own face? I hear he has someone that wipes him after he does his thing..."

"That's degrading and uncivilized is what that is." He said sneering at the thought.

"Mm... So don't ever ask me to help with that..." Nadya smirked then seated herself next to him. Patting her lap with the blade she looked to him. "Lay your head in my lap. I don't mind doing this.. And I promise I won't slice up your face.......... much...." She said with a teasing smirk.

Clopin rolled his eyes and laid his head back on her lap his injured hand resting on his stomach.

Wiping the blade off she raised a brow looking down to him. "Why are you being so moody?" Nadya asked dipping the blade into the water before placing the cool metal to his cheek and in medium length strokes was able to do a better job then Clopin.

Clopin didn't answer her for a while and just watched her as she smoothly ran the blade over his skin. "I'm just.... so used to being in control of my body. I just.... I feel so useless. I hate it."

"Well you are not useless..." She resured him as she worked on his upper lip. "There's nothing you can do about your hand being hurt... It will heal in time... Until then I'll help with whatever you can not do..." Nadya took the handle of the blade and used it to push a strand of hair behind her ear then rinsed the blade.

"I shouldn't NEED my wife to help me." He said.

"Hmm..." She looked down him with a slight annoyance. "Well if you want to walk around the court looking like you do fine I won't help you. You know you can be more greatful when I do things for you." The next swipe of the blade was less gentel to send her point across.

He flinched slightly as she nicked his skin as he had. "I never said I wasn't grateful." He said. "Just because I'm grateful doesn't mean I have to like it. I mean the situation not that you're helping me."

"Too bad, I like the way you look and I think you would look awful with a beard. I don't want my husband looking like hell." She said and then washed the blade once more and pressed her finger against the area she nicked to sooth it.

"What do you mean you like the way I look and you think I would look awful? with a beard"

Laughing she carefully worked on shaping the goatee. "Your face is too narrow to have a beard... It would look odd... You look handsome the way you are."

"I'll take that as a compliment." He said smirking a moment before relaxing so she could finish.

Nadya pulled her hand back as she had finished looking over his goatee she trimmed a few of the hairs to keep it neat. Sloshing the blade it thewater she wiped it off on her dress before setting it aside and running the back of her hand over his cheek. "There... Now you can go strut around the court and attract all your little whores."

Clopin rolled his eyes and sat up not looking at her.

She chuckled softly then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek lightly. "You know... I'm only teasing." she whispered then pulled back quickly. "Oh... I have something for you..."

He turned to look at her. "Oh?"

"Yeah.... Now where did I put it...." She uttered and then stood starting to go through things. "Ah Here we go..." Nadya drew her hand over the brim knocking a bit of fuzzy from it andplaced his hat upon her head and posed. "I grabbed it when you told me to run.... I knew how much it meant to you..."

"My hat!" He said. "I thought it had been destroyed with the rest of my stuff." He said.

"No, I forgot about it. I was more worried about your fever." She smirked and moved tosit on his lap. "So this makes us even.." Nadya pecked his lips.

"What do you mean even?" He asked raising an eyebrow and moving his hand so that she wouldn't hit it by accident.

"You saved me and I saved the thing you care most about." She pulled the hat from her head and placed it on his. "Even. You owe me nothing I owe you nothing..."

"I think you owe me a little more than my hat for the flesh that was ripped off my back for you." He said glaring at her though whether he was serious or not she didn't know.

"Hmm.. Well I don't have any scars..." She tapped her chin then glanced to him. "My job to you Is to do as you say and Take care of other things... YOU told me to run... So I did as you told me... I'm a good little Wife..."

Clopin laughed. "Oui I suppose you did." He said. "Still... it was an awful lot for me to go through for you. I mean I could have took off myself, let them take you instead. They wouldn't have done nearly that bad to a woman."

"But you wouldn't have..." She said and slowly ran her hand through his hair. "But... If you want me to do something else for you ... I'm sure I can handle it..." She smirked and pulled his hair just enough to tilt his head back so she could kiss his lips. "What would you like Husband?"

"I think I'll let you decide that." Clopin smirked.

"Mmm... Okay...." Nadya smikred and moved her hands from his hair and slipped them down over his chest and then toyed to his hose. Shesuddenly pushed off of him and turned. "I'll go make dinner then"

Clopin groaned and gently leaned back careful of his injuries.

She looked over her shoulder to him and chuckled softly. "What was that groan about?"

"Nothing." He said leaning forward and grabbing his pipe off the dresser.

Nadya placed a hand on her hip then smirked. "Really? Oh good... Becasue If you had a problem with my making dinner right now I was just going to Make up to you since saving your hat wasn't enough..."

"I do have a problem with it." He said simply putting some tobacco in his pipe. "Just don't have the energy to argue." He sighed and light his pipe.

She laughed softly then moved to seat herself back down next to him. "Are you always this much fun or am I just lucky?" She asked and took hold of his hand lightly then ran her fingers over it lightly. "The swelling is going down a bit..."

"Still useless." He said puffing his pipe.

"Mm.. well It'll heal in time..." Nadya continued to lightly rub his hand to sooth some of the pain. "Would your father have done that for your mother?"

Clopin sighed and continued to smoke his pipe. "No."

"Then you are a better man then he was..." She said softly then looked to his hand again. Nadya paused a moment then looked back to him, she would watch his reaction to her statement as she continued to lightly massage his hand.

Clopin looked away from her and blew smoke out of his nose.

Nadya raised her brow and then sighed and shook her head. "One of these days you will start beleiving me when I tell you that..... Maybe then I will be lucky enough to really actually get to know you."

Clopin looked at her not knowing how to respond to that.

Nadya pulled the pipe from his lips and stroked his chin as she shook her head. "Who is the real you..." She asked in a quizical manner then pressed her lips to his.

Clopin savoured the kiss moving his hand to her side and running it over her hip.

Nadya couldn't help but smirk into the kiss. She pulled away slightly and nuzzled her cheek into his. "Put your Pipe out..." She smirked and winked to him.

Clopin grabbed onto the pipe and quickly put it out.

She slid from his lap once more her fingers hooked aronud his hose this time she gave them a tug and looked to him. As he lifted his hips she pulled them down. She moved up a bit pressing her lips to his once more taking his cock in her hand stroking him lightly.

Clopin moaned and moved up into her hand.

Nadya continued to stroke him lightly until his cock was completely hard. Pulling her lips from his once more she moved onto her knees and ran her tongue over the underside of his cock then took the head in her mouth letting her lips dragging over it as she slowly pulled back.

Clopin moved his hips and watched her as she wrapped her lips around his tip. "That feels good." He said shifting again.

She took him in fully her tongue moving against him. Her brow furrowed at the discomfort she felt. She was not all that used to his cock in her throat. Tighting her lips around him as she withdrew slightly before takknig him deeper into her mouth.

Clopin moaned and moved his hand to her hair pulling it out of her face. He wanted to reach down with his other hand but didn't want to hurt it anymore.

She placed a hand at the base of his cock and the other she let rubb his thigh lightly. Moaning every now and then and leting her tongue lightly twirl around the head of his cock.

Clopin moaned and moved up into her mouth leaning back in his chair.

She swallowed the slaiva building in her mouth tighting her hold on his cock. She moved him in and out of her mouth at a quickl pace every and then pausing as she forced him in as deep as she could.

Clopin thrust into her mouth further moaning as her throat contracted around his cock. She gagged on him a moment before she pulled away from him.

Nadya tightened her hold on his arm a moment at his thrust and then grunted lightly in discomfort before looking up to him. Nadya turned her head to the side as she moved her tongue against his cock.

Clopin used his uninjured hand to gently pull her back up to him and kissed her passionately his tongue slipping into her mouth seeking out hers.

Looking up to him she took in his kiss and moved her tongue against his. she moved herself over his lap and cupped his face in her hands.

He deepened the kiss as he ran his hand over her leg pulling her skirt up to her hip.

Her hands moved from his jaw down his chest and to her skirt pulling the other side up shepulled from his kiss and smirked slightly. "Getting a little eager aren't you?"

Clopin didn't say anything as he kissed her neck and grabbing her ass bringing her closer to him.

She smirked taking that as a yes. Nadya moved against him and tilted her head back moaning softly at his kisses. Pressing herself to him she reached down and took hold of his cock. She moved herself over him and rubbed the head against her slit.

Clopin leaned back and watched her. She paused a moment before standing up and removing her skirt so he could see her. She slowly removed her shirt and moved back to him now completely nude. She once again straddled his waste as she slowly lowered herself down on his cock. Clopin closed his eyes and moaned at the feel of her clutching around his thick shaft and moved up against her.

Nadya placed her hands behind her slgihtly and leaned back Moving herself against him. Her breasts bouncing slightly with each soft thrust. Her position giving him a good view of his cock sliding in and out of her.

Clopin braced his feet better on the floor as she put her hands on his knees so that she didn't fall back and bucked his hips up into her watching as she moved over his shaft. He loved watching her as she rode him, his cock dissappearing into her and reappearing as she pulled off of him just to go back down again.

Her head leaned back and eyes closed a soft moan passed her lips. tilting her head forward again she peeked her eye open and allowed a small smirk to cross her lips as she looked to him.

Clopin reached forward and pulled her into a light hug her breasts rubbing against his chest as she moved over him. He kissed her shoulder gently before nipping at the soft flesh.

Nadya gave a laugh as he pulled her to him and nuzzled lightly against his cheek continuing to move against him. She lightly bit upon that gold hoop giving it a light tug then kissed his ear taking the flesh between her lips and flicking her tongue over it.

Clopin felt a shiver run down his spine. He never knew why but his ears were one of his tender spots.

she smirked slgihtly as he shivered. She withdrew only slightly and blew lightly into his ear. Giving his lobe more more soft nip to follow as she pressed herself firmly against him grinding her hips against him then continued to move against him.

"You're getting pretty good at this." Clopin said lamely as he pushed up into her again.

"Mmm... well the women around here like to talk about things that would make even the captain of the guard blush..." Nadya smirked then stroked her hand over his chin. "I like to think I am a quick learner too..."

Clopin quickened his thrusts up into her moaning as she clenched around him.

She closed her eyes tightly as he thrust into her. It was strange how good he made her feel. Pressing her lips to his she whispered softly. "Mm... Make me cum Clopin... you feel so good... "

He moved his good hand down her stomach and rubbed her clit with his finger and he pressed up into her harder and faster.

"Oooh.. Yes Clopin..." She moaned softly as she thrust into him. Nadya kissed his lips harder her tongue moving over his lips.

"Mmm I'm close..." He said thrusting up into her holding himself there a moment before he continued his pace.

She shivered as she opened her eyes and looked down to him looking him over as she moved against him watching the pleasure cross his face she moved her lips to his ear once more and whispered softly her warm breath felt against his ear. "Oh you feel so good." She kissed his ear again then closed her eyes tightly as he rubbed her clit. Pleasure wracking her body she held herself back though.

Clopin groaned. He wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. "Cum for me Nadya." He said thrusting up into her hard.

She exhaled and gripped onto the chair as she continued to thrust hard against him her eyes opened only slightly and squeezed shut tightly as she moaned deeply letting herself cum for him.

Clopin groaned she he felt her inner walls clench around him and felt his body shiver in pleasure as he cam deep inside her.

Breathing heavy she moved her arms around his neck holding him against her her face pressed agaisnt the crook of his neck.

Clopin didn't move for a few moments as his body relaxed from the force of his orgasm. Though it wasn't long before he groaned and tried to shift her away from his chest. Or more per say his stomach where his inured hand was now stuck between them.

Moving back she slipped off his lap and gathered her clothing from the floor. "How bad is the pain still?"

"My back still hurts though it's not so bad." He said. "Wrist still hurts like a bugger. Worse if I touch it or try to move it or wind up sleeping on it."

Smirking she looked him over a moment. "Well then don't touch it Dear...." pulling her clothing on and moved toward him. Checking over his hand and whinced as she remebered how he got that wound. "It will take a while to heal .... Best if you keep it bandaged..."

Clopin sighed. "It'll be fine. I've come back from worse." He admitted though inwardly flinched as he said the words.

"That may be... "Nadya took hold of his hose pulling them back up for him. She pulled back once more. "but it will heal better if you actually listen to me.."

"Why? Cause it'll scare if I don't take care of it?" He asked looking down at his scarred body. "Think you it matters anymore?"

"No, Because it will heal faster." Nadya said with a slight growl in her voice. "It matters to me."

"It shouldn't." He said simply. "You'd only be wasting your breath."

Nadya stared at him for a long while she turned her back to him. "Fine But if I hear one complaint out of you Trouillefou....." She said in a warning tone.

Clopin didn't look up at her as he picked up his pipe. She was starting to worry about him. His mood had changed again. He seemed almost.... broken.

Glancing back to him she growled and grabbed his good arm and pulled him to his feet. "And no Husband of Mine is going to sit around feeling sorry for himself... Get out! I need to clean and your people think you are dying!"

"There's a difference between feeling sorry for ones self and stating a fact." He said before moving out of the tent. He wasn't listening to his wifes instructions so much as he wanted to get away from the impending argument.