A/N: This is the first fiction I ever wrote and is currently not beta'd. I would like to thank Luisa (ssidleismyidol) and Cropper1818 for the encouragement you both gave me while I wrote this story.

PLEASE NOTE: This story contains sex (including n/c), language and torture. If any of this upsets you then please do not read. This is for Mature/adult readers ONLY!

This will eventually be a four part series called The RAGE series. I am currently writing Affliction which is part two of this series. Please comment as I would welcome your thoughts.

Prologue:

She starred at the picture of Sara and Grissom and grinned to herself. Could there be a better way to hurt a man? There was of course the physical aspect of pain she could inflict upon him, but that would come later, she wanted to have some fun first. She knew the best way to really hurt him was to take away what was dear to him. To hurt what he loved more than anything in the whole world. And she knew from the weeks she'd been stalking him, watching him, that apart from his passion for his work that Sara was his life. It was time to inflict a little pain into his happiness, and better yet, later, she would make him add to Sara's suffering. By his own hand. She smiled knowing that would destroy him.

"Bobby!" She said with a tinge of sinister glee in her voice. She looked over at the man sat at the kitchen table, amusing himself with a set of handcuffs. He looked up at her.

"Yes my love?" He replied softly.

He stood and she walked to him, handing him the picture. "It's time to play!"

He smiled, a dark swirl in his eyes.

"Oh and bring the cuffs would you lover!" She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, slowly moving her lips up to his ear, nipping at the lobe. She stepped away, a seductive look on her face and headed towards the door. Mesmerized by her he followed with a skip in his step.

Chapter 1.

Grissom sat at his desk. The pile of paperwork he'd begun some eight hours ago had grown. He looked back at it taking another file and sighed heavily.

Unseen to him Sara hovered in the doorway. She watched him for a second content with just looking at him. She hadn't seen him all day and a sudden urge to just jump on the desk, throw the paperwork all over the floor and let him take her right there was lingering in her mind. The thought made her ache but she shook her head slightly, putting the thought to bed…for now.

"Hey," she said softly smiling at him.

Grissom looked up, removing his glasses. "Hi."

"I'm done, going home, you coming?" Hope in her voice.

Grissom looked down at his desk. "Err, if you don't mind I'll follow you in a little while. I'd like to try and get rid of at least a little more of this before it swallows me whole."

Sara pursed her lips. "Well we don't want that to happen do we? I'm the only one allowed to do that."

Grissom arched his left brow, feeling a pang in his pants. He cleared his throat trying to compose himself, making Sara grin.

"Give me an hour?"

"One hour? You promise?"

Grissom nodded.

"Ok, but not a minute later, or you'll be sleeping on the sofa and I won't be getting my mouth around anything."

Grissom shifted in his seat, feeling his arousal grow.

Sara laughed lightly. "I'll see you later."

"Bye," Grissom said coarsely.

Sara turned and headed for the parking lot. Sexy thoughts in her mind. They had decided to tell everyone about their relationship some three months ago. After the initial difficulties revolving around work, mainly Ecklie, a compromise had been reached and Sara had been allowed to stay on Grave with the team. As long as Catherine handled all her evaluations. Grissom had made it perfectly clear to Ecklie that they were both prepared to move on if Sara had to move to swing or days. The team had worked too well together for so long to be split up. Ecklie swallowed his pride not wanting to loose one of the countries top entomologists but made it perfectly clear that if their relationship ever became an "issue" the situation would have to be revised. So far that had not happened, but there were times when Sara just felt like jumping on him. It was harder now knowing they could be seen, than when they couldn't. But Grissom always kept work and their private lives separate. She wondered if he ever thought about grabbing her at work like she did with him. She giggled thinking about his obvious arousal in the office a few short minutes ago. Maybe office sex wasn't a total no no. They just had to be…discreet. As she reached her car, she stopped and considered going back to him to see if he would actually go for it. She shook her head, dismissing the thought. It would take a little more seduction and planning. Well she had the drive home to think about it.