jam oneshots | for the soul~

from the perspective of jim's chair.

let's start with some smut lol ive had this idea for a long time tho
its set before Casino Night so Pam doesn't know that Jim loves her yet lol
enjoy !

"Pam? Can you come over here for a sec?" Jim called his best friend over to his desk. Pam smiled and nodded, then stood up and went over to his desk. "Yes, Jim? What is it that you need?" She asked. 

Jim grinned at her. "Check out this video I found on YouTube," he replied. Pam giggled. "Jim! You're meant to be working!" She responded, folding her arms and grinning too. "I know," he shrugged, "but I bet you weren't working either."

She chuckled. "No...I wasn't." They both looked inside the conference room. It was Diversity Day again, and Michael was doing his usual racist ritual. Jim and Pam had somehow evaded the event, promising to get on with their work so long as they didn't have to join in with the 'fun'.

"Aren't you expecting a big call soon?" Pam questioned, leaning on his desk. "And it increases your salary or something?"

"I've had it already," he replied happily with his usual loving smile. "I closed it." Pam grinned. "Nice job, Jim."

"Thanks. Now watch this video!" 

Pam groaned, "Okay, okay..." she paused, looking for a seat, then sat down in Jim's lap. Jim blushed immediately. "W-What are you doing?!" He asked quickly. Pam glanced up at him. "There's no other chairs! And besides, you're so big and comfy..." she giggled then looked at the screen again.

Jim went even more crimson. "B-But Pam..." he clenched his large fists and bit his lip.

She looked at him again. "What's the matter?" Pam asked, blinking her soft eyes. She paused. "Oh...is this uncomfortable for you?"

"No...well, but...I..." he paused, deciding to simply tell her the truth. "It's...somewhat...erotic, for me...I-It is for a lot of guys, obviously...and it...well, it makes...stuff happen," he murmured awkwardly. "In the...pelvic...area...?"

"Oh." She said. "...I...is that right?" 

"Yeah..." he swallowed the lump in his throat then ran a hand through his hair. Pam paused then said "I understand..." and looked at the screen again. Jim stared at her. "What? Really?"

"Absolutely. It's...kinda cute." She grinned a bit. "Now can I watch this video?!"

He nodded slowly then played the video. Pam watched it as if nothing had happened. Jim began to feel hard quickly. Every time Pam moved against him even slightly, his boner would get slowly worse. 

'Keep it together, Halpert, you fucking pervert! ' He thought angrily to himself. 'You're so disgusting.' 

It was hard to keep it together, though, as Pam seemed keen on moving around a lot. It finally became too much when she leaned back slightly, sitting practically on the perfect spot. Jim let out a quiet moan.

Fortunately, Pam somehow didn't seem to hear him. A second later, though, she turned to look at him, confused. "Jim...is that...-"

"Y-Yes..." he whispered. "I-I'm s-so sorry Pam- I-"

"Shh." Pam simply said, quickly silencing him. She paused, turning her body to face him, then gave an experimental grind against him. Jim moaned slightly louder, curling his toes. "P-Pam...o-oh my actual God...!"

She grinned slightly. "Oh, you like that, do you?" She asked playfully. "Y-Yes..." Jim groaned 

"I had no idea you were so dirty, Jim!" Pam giggled. "It's so funny..."

"P-Pam...p-please..."

She stopped laughing. "Please what?" 

"I...I need you..." he murmured, arching his back in the chair. Pam blushed. "You- what...? Just...jerk off in the men's bathroom...or something..."

"It's not that simple, Pam..." Jim mumbled, looking into her eyes. "This might be a game to you but it isn't to me...this...I've waited for this...for a long time. I know you're engaged to Roy...and he loves you...and you love him...but he's not good to you. Remember when we were playing 'Who Would You Do?' and he said Angela?! And let's not even mention how he doesn't support your dreams of becoming an artist...he really is just an asshole...to you, and in general. I've never ever liked him and I think he's a disgusting human being and he doesn't deserve someone as great as you at all."

Pam stared at him, a look of confusion mixed with anguish on her face. "Jim...I..." she glanced down and played with his shirt buttons after moving his tie out the way. "...Jesus, maybe you're right," she finally spoke up. She looked him up and down one more time, then back at his face. "...Jim?"

"Yes, Pam...?"

"...come with me." She suddenly got up and walked into the woman's bathroom. Jim twitched, then stood up and cautiously followed her inside, his erection was mostly gone down by now. He hoped he wouldn't get caught going in there.

As soon as he entered, he glanced around for his friend. "Pam? Where are y-"