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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.