AN: Hi! So this is my first fan fiction lol I come from more of a roleplaying background - I only recently watched all of true blood and I just loved Pam so much I thought I'd give it a shot. This is just a random idea I had for a Bill/Pam story but if I continue this they'll become more of a brotp probably because I'm all about that Paric life jsyk haha. I'll only really continue it if you guys like it though so let me know! This wont be my only story either - I plan to do a few but I also welcome prompts with open arms, so if there's anything you'd like me to do - don't hesitate to hit me up! As far as this first chapter the whole thing is pretty heavily dialogue based so sorry if its sucky, I'll try and refine them more in future.
"Well, well, if it isn't King Bill." The blonde drawled with a mild amusement, placing a hand on her hip as she leant up against the door frame of his now fully furnished office. They'd had little to do with each other since Sookie Stackhouse had disappeared almost a year ago. In fact, this was the first time she'd seen the usually brooding vamp in months, not that she was complaining. There was no love lost between them after all.
"Pam?" He questioned, looking up with his burrows furrowed in confusion. He'd been no stranger to unexpected visitors since his 'coronation' some months back, though usually he had a few moments warning on account of his guards surrounding the building. But even still, Pam was the last person he expected to see. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"You know, being as you're a monarch and all now" She started in with her trademark smirk as she walked over slowly and took a seat opposite him, crossing her legs lazily over one arm of the expensive office chair, whilst propping her elbow up on the other. "You may want to work on your bedside manner"
Watching her with a keen interest, Bill found he almost missed her effortless snark. "Yes, that was rather rude of me." He conceded, a light smirk finding his own lips as he dipped his head shamefully. "My apologies, Ms De Beaufort. Was there something I could help you with?" He corrected himself with an easy smile that most women would've swooned over.
But of course Pamela wasn't most women and instead rolled her eyes and tried to suppress the urge to gag."Well, I had come to see if come to see if Cheeto felt like hittin the town" The blonde explained and it finally occurred to the King why his guards wouldn't have felt it necessary to announce her presence. The Fantasia co-founder had been seen with his young progeny at her side more often than not since she'd stopped seeing Hoyt and this was hardly the first time she'd come to pick her up. "But as far as I can tell, it seems she's made other plans" She continued, her eyes scanning the otherwise empty house. "So, maybe." Pam added finally, a coy smile curling the corners of her lips.
"I've noticed you and Jessica have been getting along quite well recently." Bill acknowledged, to which Pam responded by raising her eyebrows mockingly to show how impressed she was by the observation. Shaking his head in amusement, the once soldier continued on undeterred. "I'm sorry to say you only just missed her. She left for the evening with one of her…male companions." The redheads prude maker finished awkwardly, shooting a stern look in the blondes direction as she giggled at his obvious discomfort. "Though you may to stay as long as you like, my subjects are always welcome in my home."
"Your subjects?" Pam scoffed in amusement. "I knew I was right about you, Bill manage to fool just about everyone with your southern charm and your whole humbler than jesus act, but I knew better. You're just as fucken power hungry and egotistical as the next jerk off. You're loving every god damn second of this shit, aren't you? King Bill."
Bill studied her silently for a long moment, stoic as ever, trying to decide whether to be annoyed or impressed with how perceptive she was. If he didn't know better he would've thought she was some sort of psychologist in her human life, the way she managed to get under his skin so expertly and throw in his face all the ugly truths about himself he tried so desperately to hide from the world. Because she was right. He loved every second of this shit. The power, the control, everything down to the renovations of his formerly derelict mansion.
"Has something happened between you and Eric? Usually you'd be pestering him with your colourfully articulated observations, would you not?" He replied finally, redirecting her attentions in hopes of avoiding the question.
Pam rolled merely her eyes in response, knowing full well what he was doing. Typical, she thought with a shake or her pretty blonde head, before allowing the change of subject, the beginnings of an idea forming in her devious mind. "No, nothing's happened between me and Eric. For something to happen between us, he would have to stop obsessing over Tinkerbelle and her little hillbilly hut of a house for all of ten seconds to remember I existed." She confessed, her voice dripping with frustration and disdain. Her attempts to get her marker's attention as of late had been failing miserably. All he cared about was getting that fucking house perfect for when she returned, and he was so sure she would. He was so certain of it if she didn't know better, she'd think he took her himself just to fuck with everybody.
Though his progeny wasn't the only one to notice the special attention Northman had been devoting to the renovations on Sookie's - or rather his house now. Bill of course didn't approve and was more than a little irritated himself, but what was there to do? At this stage he had almost entirely resigned himself to the fact that his love was likely dead, if Northman chose to live in denial about it, who was he to say he couldn't?
Bill could tell though, beyond her cool exterior Pam wasn't just annoyed that Eric was preoccupied. Ever since he'd decided he wanted Sookie there had been a distance between the usually inseparable pair and he could see the hurt behind her eyes. The blonde had never taken well to being ignored. He didn't pretend to know much about the bond they shared but he knew they'd been intimate in the past, to his knowledge that had ended long ago but looking at her now, he couldn't help but think there was more to it than that. "I can see how Eric's..infatuation..with Sookie may be hard for you-" He tried awkwardly but was quickly cut off.
"Hard for me?" She repeated, singing her legs off the side of the chair in one swift motion so she could sit upright. "You think I'm jealous? Of buck tooth barbie?" The blonde chuckled darkly, a little more bite to her words than usual, letting the King know he'd hit a nerve. "Do you know how many humans Eric has been with in our time together? How many beautiful women. Women, I might add that make little miss super snatch look like the wrong end of a donkey." She went on, silently counting herself among them. "Actresses, supermodels, princesses, he's had em all. He's loved, he's lost and he's done it all over again with me at his side. But this is different. Theres something about her…something in her blood that has him obsessed like I've never seen him before.To the point where I'm barely an after thought." Pam finished with a palpable sadness that had her companions chest tightening involuntarily.
"Pamela.." He tried softly, unsure of how to comfort a woman he thought made of stone. "I-I don't know what to say to-"
In a flash, the former madam cut him off once again, jumping across his desk at vamp speed and straddling his lap."Then just shut up" She instructed with a raspy whisper before capturing his lips with her own.
"Pam?!" Bill exclaimed, confusion and outrage marring his features as he jumped back from her slightly, though not enough to push her off.
"Ugh. Don't be such a pussy, Compton." The blonde sighed heavily before tearing his shirt open and latching her mouth onto his collarbone. "What the hell are you-"
"Look Sherlock. It's real simple, but if you need it explained to you then fine." Pam pulled back, frustrated that it was taking the moron this long to get with the program. "We fuck, Eric finds out about it, and Eric stops thinking about your little blonde gash for five whole minutes."
She deadpanned. Pam may not have been the jealous type usually, but Eric sure as hell was, and there was no doubt in her mind that when her Viking god heard word of this little..tryst. He'd forget all about the little waitress in his rage, and whatever punishment that came of it would be more than worth it.
Ever the gentleman however, it seemed Bill still wasn't quite convinced. Hesitating both because he felt when her pain dissipated the younger vampire would regret her impulsive decision and because the part of him that remained hopeful that Sookie was still alive wondered what she'd think of him if she found out. Though the gorgeous blonde above him would hardly be the first..distraction he'd indulged in since her disappearance. "Pam, I understand you wanting to get Eric's attention but-"
"I'm aware, the lengths I'm going to are rather..extreme." She conceded, racking her eyes over him in a distaste that was surprisingly a lot more forced than she would admit. "But the shock is bound to snap him out of whatever fucking spell her magic snatch has him under."
Holding back a scoff at her deplorable language, he replied easily, though the smirk forming on his lips made it clear his words were just for show "and if I refuse?"
"Well why would you, you're getting the better part of the deal" she shot back cockily.
"Oh?" The King chuckled back, his hands moving up her thighs as he finally started to embrace the situation. "How, may I ask, do you suppose that is?"
A pleased smirk crossing her features, Pam let her hands trial down his bare chest with an expertise that hand him shifting in his seat trying to hide his body's reaction to her cool touch. "To start, this is about to be the best lay I guarantee you've ever had in your entire miserable life, and if all things go to plan and your little faerie queen isn't dead, then when she gets back Eric will be out of the way and you'll have a clear path to winning her back." A sultry chuckle left her lips as she met his eyes to find she'd have no more argument from him.
"Well, if there are no more questions, your majesty, I propose we get this whole thing underway."
TBC..?
*feel free to make any suggestions or etc for what you'd like to see in the next chapter or general stuff like when you want to see Sookie back or anything else - I'm happy to cater to whatever so don't be afraid to hit me up with any ideas xox