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jeremy jordan || the schmuel song

jeremy tackled you when you walked in the door, tossing your purse and coat to the side as he kissed every inch of your skin that was exposed. you laughed loudly at his attack, nudging him off of your neck to kiss him properly on the lips. he pulled the two of you off the ground and tugged you into his arms. the two of you rocked back and forth, his head in the crevice of your neck. he pampered sporadic kisses every few seconds, humming lightly against your skin.

"did you miss me that much?" you traced your fingers up and down his back, smiling widely at his actions.

"i missed you more than that," he laughed. "let's get you unpacked."

he picked you up in his arms, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. jeremy held you up with one arm, the other pulling your suitcase along behind the two of you. he dropped you in the bed, causing a protest to emit from your tongue. jeremy beamed, glanced back at the suitcase a few times, and shook his head before jumping onto the bed beside you.

after hours of endless kisses and whispers shared in mixed air, you peeked yourself from his warm hug and unzipped the suitcase. "i have to," you replied to his fingers that grasped for your arm.

"well, if you're going to do it, i might as well help you," jeremy kissed your shoulder as he stood from the bed, crossing the room to grab a laundry basket and turn music on.

he spun around grinned at you when you noticed the song. "are you kidding me?" you giggled, leaning out of his arms as they snaked around you.

"not at all, cathy," jeremy taunted in your ear, making you stand with him as the song neared your favorite.

"well, jamie," you grabbed both of his hands, "let us dance!"

he twirled the both of you around, rocking side to side to the music, dancing wildly to the schmuel song. he lifted you into the air, spinning a few times and throwing you over his shoulder.

"oh, look at the time-" jeremy imitated against your earlobe. you laughed loudly, feeling your feet touch the ground again.

the two of you continued until the song switched. jeremy turned his head to look at you, a wide grin enveloping his lips. "i'm breaking my mothers heart," he groaned breathlessly, tugging you by the waist till your chest was pressed against his.

you blushed deeply, knowing where this would lead. as the song played on, jeremy plopped you onto the bed. he crawled on top of you, his lips brushing every inch of skin he surpassed. he clutched your hips, mumbling against your lips, "i'd say, 'hey, hey, shiksa goddess, i've been waiting for someone like you.'"

"too bad i'm not jewish," you giggled, connecting your lips finally. the song disappeared as the two of you lost yourselves underneath the sheets.