jam oneshots | for the soul~

the first time.

I CAN'T STOP WRITING SMUT SO GET FUCKED LMAO
basically it's just jim and pam's first time owo
i'm trying to go for longer and larger paragraphs so yee
also we love a slightly submissive pammy :')
this is kinky shit sooo if ya don't like it then eat my ass lmao no
it was my birthday a few weeks ago
Happy late birthday to me :D
bYe

As soon as the door of Pam's bedroom shut, she shoved Jim against it and smashed her lips against his. Jim let out a moan against her lips, his hands quickly finding her hair as he began to run his fingers through it.

"Jim," she mewled between kisses, eyes shut tightly. He suddenly increased the force of this kiss not so gradually and tugged lightly at her hair. Pam moaned, her hips bucking against his body. She murmured something inaudible, then pressed her lips against his again as her hands began to wander down to his belt. Jim tugged on her hair again, then let his hands roam around her body as she began to unbuckle her belt.

Years ago, this had only been a fantasy for Jim Halpert, getting to touch Pam Beesly in all her most private areas. And now, it was a reality, and it was even better than he had imagined it could ever be. Things were different than he had imagined, though.

Jim had always imagined her to want to take things slow when it came to sex, that she would be the submissive one who wanted to not jump into anything straight away, yet it seemed to be the exact opposite in actuality. To tell the truth, he'd always wanted to throw Pam over his shoulder and take her back to his place and fuck her but he never thought she'd like that. Then again, he'd had these thoughts before he had left for Stamford. Ever since he'd been with Karen, Pam had been looking at him in certain ways, with either a hungry look or a sad look in her eyes. Sometimes it was a mix of both, and it was like seeing how sadly hungry she was. Or hungrily sad. Both were awful. He knew, of course, but he hadn't chosen to acknowledge it until now.

He was pulled back into reality by Pam yanking his belt off and tugging at his trousers. Jim drew breath as he watched her, knowing that after this, there would be no going back. "Pam," he whispered, swallowing the large lump in his throat, "Are you completely s-sure about this?"

She paused and gazed up at him, her beautiful eyes shining in the dim light. "I'm positive. Now just sit back and enjoy what's coming, baby," her gravelly voice alone made him almost come right there and then. He moaned quietly, still pressed against the door. Pam suddenly stopped pulling down his trousers and stared at her hands, then glanced at his face.

Jim blinked. What was wrong? Had she changed her mind? "Pam? Is everything alright? Do you want to do it anymore? That's totally fine, I-I just want to know..."

"...I just...uh, Jim? Can I tell you one of my kinks?" She asked, looking slightly nervous. "Oh..." He nodded, though surprised by this sudden development. "Okay...well...I...I like it when...when...when guys come in their pants...beforehand. It's...weird, I know...Jesus, I shouldn't have fucking said that-" she panics, but Jim cuts her off with a steamy kiss. Once the kiss ended, they pressed their forehead's together, eyes closed.

"Pam..." he breathed. "Just...it's fine. I've glad you told me...personally I've never, uh, done that before...but if that's what you like..." he tipped her head up slightly and kissed her softly. Pam let out a soft sigh and pressed her lips against his too for a few seconds, then pulled back. "You're so good to me," she murmurs, and he smiles. "I'm not...not really. Anyway...let's...do that?"

"O-Okay." She catches his eye for a second, then cups her hands against his slight bulge and begins to fondle it, occasionally rubbing her thumb over the bulge that was quickly forming. She starts off at a soft, slow pace, then went faster as she saw the pleasure in his eyes. "Shit, Pam...that's so fucking good, don't stop-!"