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[pambeesley]

Pam woke up slowly, as usual. She liked the warm fuzziness that came with not being quite awake. Most times, she would just snuggle back against Jim and close her eyes. Sometimes, she would fall back asleep, but other times, she would just lie there and enjoy the cocoon-like feeling that being in bed with Jim brought on

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[jim_halpert]

Jim was somewhat disappointed that she woke up before he was done, but things couldn't be helped. He snapped the second handcuff onto her wrist, smiling slightly as he sat back to admire his work.

"Morning, Pam," he greeted in a slight sing-song voice.

[pambeesley]

Her breath caught in her throat. After a brief struggle, she managed to sit up, legs crossed and hands in her lap. She looked from her lap, to Jim, back down to her lap again.

She lifted her hands up and held them out in front of her. "Jim?" She looked at him then wrinkled up her nose and bit her lip, wondering just what she'd gotten herself into.

[jim_halpert]

Jim remained seated, not looking at all phased at her confused look. He pretended to not notice her holding her arms up.

"Is there something the matter?" he asked, a somewhat devious smile forming as he shifted just a little closer to her.

[pambeesley]

Pam blinked and stared at him. "What? Don't even, Jim.. C'mon, please take these off," she requested, reaching up to rub at her eyes sleepily. The clink of the metal seemed louder than it should have.

When he moved a bit closer and made no effort to unlock the cuffs, she dropped her hands back into her lap, just sitting there. "Fine, then don't," she said with a soft huff.

[jim_halpert]

Jim had other plans in mind, none of which included taking them off. He moved closer again, letting his mouth trail along her jawline until he reached her ear.

"Don't think you want them taken off," he said against her ear, the smile never wavering. "Do you, Pam?"

The question was punctuated when he moved down to nip the sensative skin just below her ear.

[pambeesley]

She rattled the handcuffs once more, but stopped the moment she felt teeth against her skin. "Jim, I- No," came the soft admittance as she tilted her head to the side.

She leaned forward a bit, carefully reaching out to clutch at his shirt with both hands.

[jim_halpert]

Jim made a slight 'tsk' as he took her hands off him, pinning her arms slightly against her body with one hand.

"Didn't say you could do that," he said in a low voice as he continued to kiss her, mouth trailing down slowly as his free hand gripped her waist to keep her steady.

[pambeesley]

Pam inhaled deeply and she could feel herself flush hotly. But, she kept still, eyes lowered to her lap. "Sorry, I didn't--" her mumbling trailed off into a soft sigh.

Well, if that's how he was going to play this, then she'd just have to go along. Not like she really had a choice, what with the handcuffs and all.

[jim_halpert]

He doubted she minded the game he was playing. Satisfied she understood, his grip loosened slightly. He pulled away slightly, tugging his shirt off and throwing it to the side.

He tugged her into his lap for a moment, kissing her neck again, both hands moving to go under her shirt and cupr her breasts, squeezing slightly and teasing. Jim pgrinned again as he leaned forward, pulling her into a deep and somewhat rough kiss.

She was really, really going to wish she hadn't teased him so much when she did this to him.

[pambeesley]

Pam tried to situate herself in his lap better without being noticed, but didn't do a very good job. It wasn't exactly an easy task, but when he tugged her into a kiss, she used that as a cover for her squirming.

She cautiously returned his kiss, letting him take control of it and only letting her tongue graze against his lips.

[jim_halpert]

Jim's hands went back outside her shirt, blindly beginning to push the buttons out to open her shirt. He knew she was squirming to get comfortable, though it was a bit of a pointless attempt for reasons not yet seen.

As soon as he got the last button out he smoothed the fabric back, immediately replacing his hands with his mouth.

[pambeesley]

Pam whimpered softly when his mouth touched her skin. "Jim.." The shirt slipped off her shoulders to bunch up at her elbows, constricting her movement even more.

[jim_halpert]

Jim spent just enough time on her to get her squirming a little before completely backing off, slipping her off his lap and sitting back again. A smirk formed as he startled to fiddle with his belt, pulling it out of its loops and tossing it aside too.

He glanced up at Pam, making sure she was watching as he started to unzipper his fly, purposely slow and deliberate. It was what she had done to him, after all.

[pambeesley]

Pam's knees knocked against one another as he slid her off his lap. "Jim, what're you--" Oh. She grew silent, eyes growing wide, as she watched his deliberate movements.

Clearly, this was to get back at her for what she'd pulled last time. It was the very least of what she deserved.

[jim_halpert]

He could almost see why she had enjoyed doing this to him. The look he was getting was priceless, though he was beginning to wonder if he could do exactly what it was he was planning to do. He got comfortable in front of her, legs parted as he finished unzipping.

There was a slight strain in his boxers already. His hand began to move upwards against the growing tent, fingers just barely going under his waistband. He stopped, glancing up at her with a heated gaze, before pushing his hand fully inside, hand wrapping around his half-hardened length.

He bit back a slight groan at the feeling.

[pambeesley]

Dear god, Jim.. Well, that's what she wanted to say. What actually came out was just a random series of whimpers and needy little noises.

Her breath caught in her throat again when he locked eyes with her. It wasn't until she heard the metal sound of the cuffs that she knew she was actually moving.

She knew she was in trouble just by the look he was giving her.