The room was light with candles, the dark velvet curtains lining the walls creating a dark cocoon where couples were free to express their innermost desires. As Gibbs and Abby entered the room, Abby subtly leant back into Gibbs, reminding herself of the conversation they had in the car on the way over. For this operation to work, Abby had to be herself. She was not a trained agent, nor an actor, and the possible strain of having to create a character and maintain it as well as searching for the Dom might prove to be too much and ultimately blow their cover. Gibbs had requested three things of Abby, 1 – for this night, for her to address his as Master Max, his Dom name for this evening, 2- to tell him any thoughts or feelings she has when they go into the place. She may not be a trained undercover agent, but he trusted her as much as she trusted him. He trusted her to voice her "hinky" feelings so they could get to the bottom of this situation quickly and resolve the case. And finally 3 – for her to trust him, to trust in him that he would look after her. She had replied that she already did implicitly, and that she would do anything that he asked of her.

They were greeted at the door of the room by a host, who after welcoming them, advised them to go down the hall to their right and enter the rooms marked Dom and Sub respectively. All participants were briefed before entering into the play of the night. As Abby and Gibbs entered into the room, Abby looked over her shoulder at Gibbs, and he stood there, hand on the door handle, gentle smile in his bright blue eyes. He signed to her "See you soon, I love you". Abby turned with a smile on her face. He often signed to her that he loved her, especially when she had done well to get some tricky information he needed for a case, but this time she felt it was signed differently, or was it just her imagination? She was going to embrace tonight, Gibbs would get his man, and she would be able to spend a night with the man that she loved, safe under his protection.

Abby entered the room that held five other women and two men. She took a seat at the back of the room and looked at one of the other hosts that stood at the front of the room. "Welcome to "Club". Before we begin tonight we have some housekeeping to get though," she said with a smile. "The Club is a place where you and your partners are able to relax and play in a safe and supportive relationship. If you, or your Dom, wish engage in group play, please ensure that all parties are aware of hard limits and safe words. No Dom will engage with another Dom's Sub without their expressed consent. IF this does occur, please notify your Dom and they will notify us to help with the situation. Anything that you or your Dom desire, we are here to fulfil it. Enjoy your night." As the host finished his speech, he indicated that the Subs were to go through a door that was situated at the back of the room, and onto the room that was created as the space for the "entertainment" for the night. Abby got up and headed into the room, looking around to see if Gibbs was already in there.

Gibbs walked into the room which held the other Doms. "Welcome," said the host. "Tonight we welcome some new couples, and some old ones. I'd like to cover off some rules for tonight. Feel free to engage in play with your Sub tonight, if you wish to play with other Subs you must ensure you have their Dom's expressed permission. Ensure that all hard limits and safe words are exchanged and understood. If you feel that someone is encroaching upon your Sub please contact us immediately. Remember, their safety is in your hands, do not abuse that." As the host said those last words, his gaze remained on one of the Doms sitting in the corner. Gibbs followed his eye line to the Dom that was sitting apart from the others. In his late 40's, the man look quiet and unassuming, except for the cruel glint that had entered into his eyes at the last comment.

"Sometimes Subs need to be controlled with force, for them to understand who is in charge." He commented with a sneer, gazing back at the host, almost goading him into responding. The host merely maintained eye contact for a moment, before indicating to all of the Doms to enter the playroom. Gibbs was the last Dom to leave, his eyes following to where the other Dom went. He watched as the Dom walked over to a Sub that was sitting in the corner. The Sub had her head bent down, and as the Dom neared, Gibbs saw the Sub cower even more closely into the couch. His gut was telling him this was their guy, the sadistic person that killed Petty Officer George.

At the same time, Gibbs turned his attention on finding his girl. They had to wait a little while to see how it was going to pan out with the other Dom before striking. There she stood against one of the walls, the black velvet curtains acting as a backdrop, allowing her to almost blend into the walls. The moment their eyes met, Abby moved forward towards Gibbs, never breaking eye contact as she sauntered across the room. Yes they were playing the role of Dom and Sub; however Gibbs had asked her to be herself, and herself she would be.

The moment that Abby got within reaching distance, Gibbs reached out and hooked his pointer finger through the loop at the front of her dog collar to gentle pull her closer. As soon as Abby's body was flush with Gibbs, he placed both arms around her to pull her into tight contact with his body from neck to knee. Gibbs ran one hand down her spine to rest over the rise of her bottom, the other raised to cradle her cheek before skimming round to gently fist in her hair at the back of her head. Abby raised her eyes to his as she whispered, "Master Max" in her husky tone. Desire pooled low in his belly, as he pulled her even closer. His fist tightened on her hair at the back of her head and gave a swift tug, pulling her head back and arching her neck. Abby swiftly took in a breath, her eyes locking with Gibbs's blue ones. "Open up for me Kitten" Gibbs whispered, watching as desire clouded her green eyes. He bent his head slowly, and placed his lips against hers.

Oh. My. Goodness. Abby thought in her head as Gibbs's lips covered her own. In her wildest dreams she had never imagined that their first real kiss would be this... intense...soul shattering...heart restoring. This kiss was not a gentle first kiss, this kiss was seductive, consuming, possessing. Abby moaned low in her throat as she moved close to Gibbs. This was heaven. Gibbs's senses exploded when his lips first touched Abby's. Her taste was unique, her scent, intoxicating, and the breathy little moans she was letting out were enough to drive him to his knees. He had opened Pandora's Box, would he be able to continue this case while exploring what he had in his arms? Man up gunny, you'd better be able to, he thought to himself with a grin.

"Yeowzer!" croaked Tony in their ears, momentarily shaking Abby out of the sensual stupor that she was in. Abby jerked, and opened her eyes, looking into Gibbs's blue orbs that were cloudy with passion he was not bothering to hide. He still didn't pull back from the kiss, instead gently nibbling on Abby's lower lip as he continued to look into her eyes. "Kitten, let's find a place to sit and have something to drink" Gibbs murmured against her mouth, before turning and leading the way to a huge red velvet armchair positioned in the corner.

"Tony", Gibbs growled, knowing that his agent could hear him talk when he was this close to Abby, "Keep the lines clear."

"Yes Boss," was the chastised response.

I think that this may end up being a multi chapter "fun at the Club". Hope everyone is still enjoying :)