KC + "My parents thought I was working for an insurance company in New York when really I was joining the CIA so I just sort of never mentioned when I met you on an assassination-gone-wrong and now we've been married for five years and they still don't know you exist, this has gotten wildly out of hand and you won't stop laughing about it"

"So let me get this straight." Klaus begins, knotting his tie with deft fingers as he casts an incredulous look over his shoulder. "Your parents don't know you work for the CIA, or that we've been married for five years?"

She's still lounging in bed, well fucked and sweaty as she takes a drag of her cigarette. She was supposed to be showering, getting ready to introduce Klaus to her parents tonight over dinner, but secretly she was dreading it, because they were going to give her absolute hell over this.

"That sounds about right." She confirms for Klaus, rolling over and stubbing out her cigarette in the ash tray on her night stand. She wasn't a chronic smoker by any means, and she'd been meaning to kick it for awhile now.

"So what did they think that you've been doing for all of this time?" Klaus continues his line of questioning, shrugging on a dinner jacket and adjusting the cuffs so they sat properly. Not that there was ever any need for that, every single one of Klaus' suits were tailored to perfection.

"They thought I was working in insurance in New York. I never really bothered to correct them, it was pretty much the perfect cover story anyway," Caroline replies, swinging herself out of bed and pulling on a robe.

"And they don't know about our marriage?" Klaus asks, amusement colouring his tone as he tugs at his tie before turning to face her.

"Well it's not like I can exactly gush about how we met. You were with MI6 and you were trying to kill me."

"Well to be fair sweetheart, you were in the wrong place at the wrong time." Klaus reminds her, tugging her gently towards him by the belt of her robe.

She goes willingly, hands splayed over his chest as she presses a kiss to the column of his throat, teeth nipping lightly at sensitive skin.

She feels Klaus shudder and takes a step back, gazing at him critically.

"I think you're enjoying this." She finally deduces, narrowing her eyes at him.

"How did you guess?" Klaus replies, hands on her waist as he squeezes softly.

"That infuriating smug tone of yours." She shoots back with a smile to let him know that she's only teasing.

"You're going to make us late if you don't hurry up." Klaus spins her towards the shower and gives her a gentle nudge. "I'd rather not make a bad first impression you know."

She just lets out a world weary sigh as she sheds her robe, padding towards the bathroom with a grin just for him.

"You can join me, if you'd like."