OUR car?! (RP with isabelowens)

[agentcampbell]

Campbell had been preparing to check his blood sugar when Isabel had flounced in and practically slapped him in the face with a pair of panties in a small plastic baggy thing. She distracted him and stabbed his finger much harder than he should have. "Ow, fuck!" he cursed, dropping the small monitoring lancet onto his desk. He quickly smeared the blood droplets onto one of the strip and shoved it into the small electronic meter, then pushed out of his chair to stalk over to Isabel's desk.

"What?!" he cried in aggravation, throwing up his hand.

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[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

"You pretty much already own my arse," Campbell sniggered.

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"Do I now? Funny, because I don't think I've ever been allowed to do anything with it." Isabel feigned a look of innocence and took out the case notes and the fresh copies as she started to head back into the main part of the office.

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

Campbell automatically followed her. He went back to his desk and plopped down into his seat, swivelling in his chair. "And what would you want to do with it?" he asked with a smirk.

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

Iz shrugged a shoulder, and leaned across to take her pen back of his desk. Funny how it kept winding up there. Of course the action may, or may not, have caused her shirt to fall open and give him a clear view down it. "I don't know, but I'm sure I'd think of something. Maybe get a nice little tattoo on it proclaiming it to be my property. Just so there's no confusion."

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

Campbell's eyes immediately fell to her clevege. He was never one to hide the fact he was perving, and never had any shame in it either. Not even a mere blush across the cheeks. "Red suits you," he said lightly, referencing her bra. "Besides the one tat on my arm, I draw the line at any unnecessary jabbings with sharp things of my skin." He picked up a stray pen and started clicking it open and shut annoyingly.