"There's just nothing I can say that doesn't make me look like the bad guy because you are a conniving son of a b-" Caroline said as Klaus interjected with a hushing gesture.
"Sticks and stones, Love" he says unperturbed as he leans his forearms on either side of her doorway throwing her an impish grin as she gapes at him.
"You wouldn't want little Lizzie to hear what Mommy's been calling Daddy and repeat it," he said in a mischievously hushed tone as he walked into their home.
"Besides," he says wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer their noses barely touching, "My mother was a witch."
"You're not cute," she mutters as he pecks her lips chastely in greeting as she hugs him to her snuggling herself to his chest before looking back at him.
"It's genetic," he said spotting blonde curls from around the corner before a loving smile popped out of the side of the entrance of the hall.
He gave Caroline a tight squeeze before he let her go chasing after the girl in question, "Lizzie have you been a good girl for Momma," he asked as he hurried to his knees.
"Nope," his daughter said with a shake of her head as she hugged her father Klaus looked back at Caroline with a look that said, "See? Genetic."
Caroline rolled her eyes as she scooted passed them, "Daddy's home so you can take your nap now," she said with a playful purse of her lips as Lizzie giggled.
Klaus stood up following her into the kitchen he felt his stomach grumble as he tossed his daughter, "Alright, off to bed with you," he said in a playful tone as Lizzie kissed his cheek.
"None of that," he said with a smile as he lead her down the hall to her bedroom feeling her settle into his shoulder a small yawn escaping her.
He sat with her on the rocking chair until she fell asleep on his chest to the sounds of his humming, Caroline was the singer, he could pretend for her though.
His stomach grumbled once again the aroma of food wafting through the home was torture as he held onto his daughter not wanting to wake her.
He heard a familiar stifled laugh that made him chuckle in his throat, "She was tired," Caroline said softly as she made her way to him gently lifting Lizzie up.
Klaus sighed as he watched Caroline settle Lizzie in with her wolf and blanket before striding over to him and setting herself over his lap, "I love you," she murmured against his cheek.
"And I you," he said lovingly into her ear nuzzling her neck, "I'm going to maim Elijah for making me leave this morning." Klaus said hoping to make it up to his wife.
"The new chapter of The Fallen Originals is taking forever to re-write," he said rubbing his eyes as Caroline straddled his lap, "The graphics are all wrong," he muttered.
"Hmm," he mumbled as Caroline kissed his neck her body pressing against his, "Never mind about work," he said as she nipped his earlobe.
His response was to rock them in the chair their bodies melding as they slide back and forth his mouth meeting hers as he grabbed her backside.
He caught her surprised breath in his mouth as his hands slid into her back pockets and squeezed his tongue sliding over hers as he rocked once more.
"The timer's going off," Caroline mumbled as he kissed down her neck, "Dinner is going to burn," she sighed as he tugged down her slouchy sweater.
He kissed the tops of her breasts as her hand ran into his hair, "If you keep doing that I'm going to moan and wake your daughter," she warned as he licked at her nipple.
Klaus groaned as he stopped the rocking and stood nearly scaring Caroline as he did her hands grabbing onto to his neck to steady herself as he carried them to the kitchen.
Caroline caught her breath as Klaus set her down on the island counter before detaching himself from her waist and shutting off the timer behind him.
He made quick work of shutting off the oven and stove top noting that she had made her mother's recipe before he turned back to look at her.
With a boyish smile he came closer his body brushing hers as he kissed her his hands crawling underneath her shirt undoing the clasp of her bra.
He splayed his hands across her rib cage running up and grabbing her breasts feeling them hard as she cried into his mouth, "Please."
He pulled back lifting both her shirt and bra over her head as she yanked his off his thumb teasingly rolling over her nipples as he licked the edge of one breast.
His eyes hooded as he looked up at her, hands clutching at the ends of the counter as he sucked where his hand had just been.
He paid special attention to both breasts her hand once more digging into his curls as her thighs squeezed his sides every time the air hit her a certain way.
He kissed down the valley of her breasts his hand making deft work of her long skirt and boyshorts sliding them down until her hips rocked forward helping him.
She watched him sink to the floor, "If you don't hurry the food is going to get cold," she whined almost painfully as his hands massaged their way back up her legs from her ankles.
"We have a microwave," he said as he kissed the inside of her knee his tongue darting out to slide across her thigh as he parted her legs making room for him.
He heard her choke down a moan in response as he pulled her forward her slick center inches from face as he looked up at her, "You're much too wet for this to be from the last few minutes."
"It's Friday," she managed, "I've been thinking about this all day," she panted as his hands slide back and forth on and under her thighs, "I need you Nik."
His hands slid up holding her waist her legs taking their place on his shoulders as he pressed his tongue over her starting with one flat lick that had her tugging on his hair.
He kissed one side of her parted lips after he swallowed feeling her arousal coat him his fingers digging into her holding her in place as he dragged his tongue along her opening.
He pulled back as he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth his eyes locking with hers he grinned her eyes clouded with desire it was enough to propel any man forward.
His eyes drifted down to her swollen center feeling the heat radiating off of her as she squirted her juices dripping, "Oh Sweetheart," he murmured as he kissed her again.
She groaned her hips pushing up as he swirled his tongue against her working her up encouraged by her cries his eyes rolled back at her taste, that tang was unlike any other.
"Klaus," she cried as his tongue teased her swollen entrance dipping inside he felt one of her hands leave his hair and heard a muffled moan.
He peered up carefully with a swish of his tongue across in a scissoring motion watching as she covered her cries with her hand in order not to wake their daughter.
He felt himself grow immensely harder one of his hands slipping from her waist to tug at the zipper of his jeans freeing his cock from the grinding friction it had so far endured.
His hand slide down once pre-cum slipping from the head as is thumb rubbed over working himself like his tongue was working over her.
He squeezed his eyes shut unable to take the mixture of her eyes watching him, her taste, picturing her walls clenching down on him instead of his hand.
His other hand pushed her leg up higher softly rubbing her clit making her cry out against her hand she rode his mouth his nose brushing the underside of her the sensitized nub as he pinched it.
She swore as she came her juices spilling over his mouth and down his throat as he rubbed himself harder thrusting his hips up until he came.
He felt her hands softly brushing his matted hair as he kissed the inside of her thigh their breaths slowly regulating as the doorbell rang.
"The babysitter," Caroline sighed with a small laugh looking down at her husband still bent under her on the tiled floor considerably more dressed than her.
"Would you let her in while I pull something on," she said feeling him nod between her legs as he moved to stand kissing her stomach and then her neck before her lips.
"Do hurry," he said as she zipped his fly back up and they quickly gathered up her things so Elena wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
He reached the door with a grin as he finger combed his hair, "Elena," he said in a greeting tone as he opened the door, "Lizzie's in bed but not for long." He said.
"Trust me, I know," the brunette said as she walked in hearing footsteps, "Caroline I said not to make me dinner," she said rushing to her friend.
Caroline looked flushed as she entered her hair high in a messy bun as she pulled on a jacket over her red dress ignoring the knowing look Klaus threw her.
"I had to," Caroline said half hugging her friend, "Listen Klaus and I are late," she said brushing off her friend, "Gotta go," she called as she tugged Klaus out of their home.
The door shut as they walked to the garage his hand sliding from her waist to under her skirt in seconds a smile forming as his fingers ran up the bare curve of her.
"You're still warm," he said as he walked her to her door and held it open for her but not before slipping his hand further down feeling her growing wet once more.
"Could you wait until we make it out of the driveway at least?" she asked with a grin as her thighs held his hand in place contradictorily.
"Something tells me you couldn't even wait until I made it to the restaurant," he murmured as he kissed her cheek feeling her let him go as she slipped inside of the car.
He smiled at her as he shut her door before coming around to the driver's side and getting in himself he turned the engine over and reversed out of the driveway.
"Please, the next time we come it's because you're inside of me," she blurted out looking at Klaus like that was not at all what she meant to say as he grinned his eyes returning to the road.