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How Can I Say No To This?

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader Plot: Jasmine enlisted you as her understudy in the play. It turns out she has the flu and can't show up for a few weeks. You get a little insecure about playing Maria, and Phillipa decides to give you a little push. Warnings: SMUT, fluff, unprotected sex, some swearing, my awful attempts of humor Words: probably too many --- You sat at the vanity table in your dressing room with your earbuds in and fidgeting with your hair. You almost pulled an entire chunk of it out on accident, just from your nerves alone. You had to play Maria Reynolds. A very sensual character and someone who you'd never willingly sign up for the part of. It just wasn't you. But you promised Jasmine you would do it, and you wanted her to like you. A sudden knock clanging at the door shook you out of your thoughts. "C-Come in!" you said, pulling out your earbuds. Phillipa waved happily at you, then walked inside and sat next to you. "Hey, (y/n). Are you almost ready?" You looked at her with all the pain in your eyes you could muster. Judging by her reaction, she got the message. She softly winced and gently placed her hand on your shoulder. "Oh, honey, what's wrong?" "I just don't think I can fit the part of Maria Reynolds. She's way too sexy for me," you said, trying to keep your voice as steady as possible. Phillipa clucked her tongue while shaking her head softly. The genuine concern in her eyes was almost making you feel guilty about being insecure. "Aw." She smiled her usual cheery smile at you. "That's nothing to be worried about, love. You are perfectly beautiful just being you. And I bet Lin thinks so as well," she added, softly poking you on the nose. You blushed. Phillipa was the only one you trusted enough to tell your feelings for Lin. "You're just saying that to tease me." She held her hands up in mock surrender. "Maybe," she said, giggling. "But seriously, don't think I haven't seen the way he looks at you. He loves you, too. I can tell." Phillipa winked as she said this. You were incredibly doubtful. "What's that look for, (y/n)? You're not still doubting yourself, are you?" "Well..." Phillipa sighed. "Honey, what's it gonna take for you to realize you're perfect?" She sounded as if she was also asking herself this question as well as you. She frowned for a moment, then instantly perked back up again, triumphantly twirling her pointer finger in the air. "I got it!" You quirked an eyebrow skeptically. "Got what?" "I know how to convince you that Lin is in love with you!" Phillipa squealed and clapped her hands very excitedly, like a seal on adderall. She shot up from her seat and grabbed your wrist. She pulled you up out of your chair and clasped both of her hands in yours. "When Jasmine was first performing this song with Lin, she ad-libbed some movements to make it feel like she was actually seducing him. After the show, she taught me and Renée the moves. I'm not sure why, but I'm glad she did, because now I get to share them with you! So, what do you say?" You were still a little skeptical, but Phillipa seemed so excited for you that it was hard to not be at least a tiny bit hyped up yourself. "And you're sure that this will make sure Lin confesses to me..?" Phillipa nodded. Her face looked like it hurt from smiling so long, but she didn't seem to care. You took a deep breath. "Okay. Teach me your ways." ------- You stood in front of the door to the rehearsal room with Phillipa. As soon as you left the dressing room, all that insecurity from earlier had come rushing back. It must've been written all over your face, because Phillipa gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "Hey, it's going to be fine," she said in a calm, reassuring tone. "You'll do wonderful in there." You squeezed her hand right back. "Okay. I'm okay. I can go through with this." Phillipa gave you one last smile. "Alright. Wait right here, I'll go tell Lin you're ready." She patted you on the shoulder and walked off towards Lin's room. As soon as she said Lin's name, your legs felt wobbly. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, whispering reassuring comments to yourself. You were in such a trance of positivity that you didn't notice when Phillipa came back with Lin. "Uh, (y/n)? Are you alright?" You nearly jumped a foot in the air. You turned your head and saw Lin staring at you confusedly. You quickly pulled yourself together and smiled at him. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. I just sort of zoned out for a second." Lin smiled kindly back at you. "Good. I was worried for a second there." Oh, fuck, don't look at me like that, you thought. At that moment, Phillipa walked up between you with the key and unlocked the door to the rehearsal room. Afterwards she pocketed the key and smirked. "Okay, there you go." She glared at Lin. "You. Be very careful when criticizing her. She was very nervous about today, so don't say anything stupid, alright?" Lin looked slightly terrified. In fact, so were you. "Uh, o-okay...?" Phillipa's gaze returned to neutral. "Good." She looked at you with a devious twinkle in her eye. "You. Just remember what I taught you and you'll be fine." You nodded, not wanting to speak in case you said something dumb. And partly because you were still a little afraid of her. Phillipa smiled and turned around to leave. "Have fun, you two!" she called as she went towards her dressing room. Lin frowned. "What was that about?" You knew exactly what, but you didn't want to tell him. "I dunno." Lin shrugged. "Hmm. Ah, whatever. Ready to go in?" "I think so." Lin looked a little concerned at your comment, but said nothing. He opened the door to the rehearsal room and let you step inside first. "My lady," he said, bowing. "Thank you, my liege," you said, curtsying and walking inside the room. Lin chuckled softly as he shut the door. You took a look around the room. It was remarkably huge for a little studio on Broadway. The floor was fake wood, slightly slippery and perfect for dancing. "This room's pretty nice," you said, nodding in approval. From behind you, Lin was setting up a recording of the orchestra and ensemble, since neither were available at that time. "Yeah, I guess. It gets kinda boring when you've seen it so much, though." Lin finished setting up his stereo and turned to face you. "But I guess that's true of anything. Oh yeah, I was gonna ask you something. What did Phillipa mean by 'what I taught you'?" "Oh. That." You blanched. You couldn't tell him before the actual rehearsal. That would ruin it all! Ok, think, (y/n)! What could be remotely believable? "I...It was, um, just some sort of strange remedy for stage fright." Ok, that wasn't entirely a lie, but you couldn't have gone any closer than that. However, Lin seemed to believe it, and that worked for you. "Oh. So you really are worried about this, huh?" You bit your lip to keep from spilling any info and nodded. Lin walked over to you and gently patted your shoulder. "Don't be," he said gently. "This is only the first run. It doesn't have to be perfect." "I know. I just can't help it." Lin gave you a patient smile. "I know. But you'll be okay. And if you need help, I'll be right here by your side." If only you could help me with something else, if you catch my drift, you thought. You mentally chided yourself for thinking that way. "Alright. Thanks." "Anytime. Now, are you ready to start?" You nodded. Lin guided you through a couple of vocal warm-ups and then started the recording. You waited for Lin to finish his part. Then you stepped out and started singing. Lin almost forgot to say his next line because he was staring at you so intensely. When it got to the lines right before the chorus, you decided to break out one of the moves Phillipa had taught you. The Bend & Beg, as she had eloquently named it. You put one hand on Lin's shoulder to balance yourself and lifted your leg so it was bent just above Lin's hip. You leaned back slowly as you sang the "stay~" and raised yourself just in time to put on the 'beg' part of the move. You gave your lips a slight pout and pleaded for him to take you through your eyes as you ran a hand through his hair. You sang the "hey~" line with perfect timing, but Lin, not so much. Instead of singing his line, he kissed you. The kiss was so out of nowhere and unexpected that you almost slipped out of Lin's arms onto the floor. A little too soon for your tastes, he pulled away with the reddest face you had ever seen. He looked as if he was trying to say something, but couldn't find the right words. The weight of what he just did seemed to finally hit him and he started sputtering out apologies. "O-Oh my god, (y/n), I-I-I'm so sorry! I don't...I d-don't know why I just did that." He made sure you could stand up properly before releasing his arms. "You know, if you were going to kiss me, you could've at least waited until the 'her mouth is on mine' section," you muttered. Lin was still highly embarrassed, but still managed a small chuckle. "I...I know. Still, I'm sorry. I really don't know what happened there. Can we try it again? I'll try to control myself better this time." All you wanted to do was run to your room and scream, but you obliged anyway. During the second attempt, it was really awkward, but you managed to get past the first chorus. You and Lin made it to the line "how can you say no to this?" pretty well before you decided it was time to put on another move and ruined it. This time you tried the move entitled the 'I Need You'. During the part where you were both singing at the same time, you gripped the side of his face with a hand and gave him the most sultry look you could, while smirking and licking your lips. You're not really sure what you thought would happen next, but you definitely weren't prepared. Same as the first time, Lin stopped singing and kissed you, but it was a different kind of kiss. Passionate enough to feel the flames flicker on your lips, but gentle enough that it was just a pleasant warmth. He gripped at your hair with one hand and ran the other one down your side. That hand latched onto your leg and brought it up near his hip. Lin slipped his arm under your leg to support it. He slowly ran his hand down your thigh and onto your ass, which he squeezed gently before he realized what he was doing. He quickly set your leg back down and forcefully pulled away from you. Your suddenly dry throat made it quite hard to breathe. Lin was somehow even more embarrassed than he was earlier. So embarrassed, in fact, that he couldn't even bring himself to say actual English. You thought he was trying to apologize. The constriction in your throat and your rapidly beating heart made it hurt to speak, but you did anyway. "L-Lin...are you okay?" Lin took a deep breath and tried to speak correctly. "I...I am so, so sorry if I made you uncomfortable in any way, (y/n). I really don't know why I...no." He cut himself off, leaving you slightly confused. He scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes to the ground. "Shit. This is my least favorite part," he said with a quiet, nervous chuckle. He looked straight at you and his eyes gave you chills. His face was still burning red. "Can I tell you something, (y/n)? Something kinda embarrassing?" You shrugged. "Well, we're already in an embarrassing situation, so go ahead, I guess." Lin took another deep breath. "This may sound very weird, but just hear me out. So, as long as I've known you, I've always had this image of you as a really shy, timid girl. So when you were putting all those sexual moves on me, it....it, um, this is really hard to say...it sorta got me...um...really aroused." You blanched. You weren't expecting him to say that, not in a million years. "I....arouse you..?" Lin nodded shamefully. "Well, that damned look in your eyes did." Well, you could use this to your advantage, if you wanted. In a way, it'd be helping him. Having lots of bottled up sexual tension isn't good for you. "So...you mean," you started, taking a step closer to him, "that this makes you aroused?" you asked, putting a hand on his shoulder and begging through your eyes. Lin instantly caught on to where you were headed. You could hear his breathing quicken in pace. "(y/n), please." "Please what?" You said with a smirk. You used your free hand to gently stroke his hair and you licked your lips. "D-Don't.....don't do this, (y/n), please," Lin begged breathlessly. "Don't do what? This?" You lead a trail of kisses down his neck and collarbone. Lin let out a small groan of pleasure. Barely audible, but you still heard it. "Stop...stop teasing, (y/n). Something bad will happen to you if you continue," Lin taunted. You had to laugh. "Something bad, you say?" Time to switch to maximum overdrive. You ran a finger down his torso and began delicately palming his crotch. You leaned in and whispered in the breathiest voice you could, "I'll take my chances." Lin bit his lip to stifle a moan. "Okay....th-that's...it. I tried to warn you, but you didn't listen." Lin grabbed your shoulders and pinned you against a wall. When he stepped forward to kiss you, you could feel his bulge through his jeans. He momentarily broke the kiss to say something. "I told you something bad was gonna happen," he muttered, his voice soft and rich as chocolate. You raised an eyebrow. "What if I wanted this to happen?" "You did? Well then, I'll be sure not to disappoint you." Lin ran his hands all over your body but eventually stopped at your chest. "Is that an important shirt?" "Not really," you whispered, catching onto his idea. Lin smirked and latched onto the hem of the shirt, which was already ripped. He tugged at each of the threads until it finally came undone and lay in a destructed mess. You knew there was a reason you wore a cute bra today. Lin yanked off his own shirt and threw it to the ground. While your arms were momentarily unpinned, you undid the clasp to your bra and dropped it near Lin's shirt. Lin's breathing hitched as he gazed at your exposed breasts. He stepped forwards and placed a hand on them. His touch was warmer than you expected, sending a chill down your spine. He put a fingertip on your nipple and gently rubbed it. You let out a quiet squeak of pleasure. Lin heard it and smirked. He leaned down and wrapped his mouth around your other nipple. He licked and suckled at it, making you moan louder. You dragged a hand down his sides and onto his belt buckle. Lin somehow didn't notice. You clawed at Lin's back with your other hand, just to keep him distracted. You toyed with his belt buckle and felt it loosen under your fingers. You were mildly impressed with yourself. You undid the buckle, but didn't remove the belt. Lin was still distracted enough by your breasts to not notice. You decided to use this to your advantage. You unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his boxers just enough to reveal his semi-hard member. Lin's body was blocking your view, but judging by what you felt, he was pretty damn hung. You wrapped your hand around it and slowly moved it up and down. Lin pulled away from your nipple and looked up at you with admiration. "How did you do that with one hand?" You smirked, feeling very proud of yourself. "I've learned some things." You upped the speed of your hand by just a little, making Lin repress a moan. He nipped at the soft skin on your neck as you jerked him off. All of a sudden, Lin grabbed your hand and lowered his voice to a whisper. "(y/n), stop. If you continue, nothing's gonna happen." You felt his breath on your ear as he spoke. You looked at him with intrigue. "You were hoping for something to happen?" "Of course. I can't get you all wet for nothing." You were confused by that. Lin pulled himself back for you to look down. Your breath stopped as you saw he was right. The crotch of your leggings was darker than it used to be. Lin chuckled. "Did you already cum for me? Aw, how sweet. But we're not done yet." You laughed darkly, out of anticipation. Lin pulled you in for another kiss. He dragged his hand along your hips and latched onto the waistband of your leggings. He did the same with his other hand. He pulled your leggings about halfway down your thigh and stopped. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at you. "No underwear, huh?" You looked at him through seductive, heavy-lidded eyes. "It holds me back." "Well, it makes my job easier," Lin said with a soft laugh. He started pulling your leggings down again and grazed your thigh as he did so. When they were low enough to fall to your ankles, you kicked your leggings off to the side. You were now fully naked, but Lin still had his pants. You forced his arms off you and pulled down his jeans and boxers. Lin looked shocked for just a moment, then regained composure. He pinned your arms against the wall, more strongly than last time. Lin gave you a look of pure blazing lust. "Alright, enough joking around. It's my turn." You knew what was about to happen. You took a moment to mentally prepare yourself and closed your eyes. "(y/n)? Are you alright?" You decided you were as prepared as you could ever be and opened your eyes. "I'm wonderful. Because I'm with you." Lin smirked. He placed his hands on your hips and brought himself closer to them. He placed his member right over your entrance and gently teased you by rubbing against it. You felt yourself getting wetter and more antsy. Lin must've seen it on your face. "Be patient, darling." He apparently couldn't hold out any longer himself. He slowly slipped himself into you. It was so gratifying and pleasurable to finally have him inside you. Lin lifted your leg and held it up to make it easier for him to fill you completely. Lin mewled as he got all the way in. You weren't even sure how he managed to. He was big, and way thicker than your entrance. But he felt so good that you didn't care. He thrust against you slowly. Agonizingly slow. "Is that all you got, Lin?" Lin grimaced. "Are you not satisfied?" He picked you up and threw you onto a nearby couch. He pinned himself on top of you and wasted no time shoving himself back into you. You yelped loudly at the suddenness, but it wasn't painful. "D-Do that again..." Lin obliged. It felt even better the second time. "Oh, fuck...yes, like that..." He pulled out and roughly pushed his length into you repeatedly. But one of the times, he hit a certain spot that made your whole body tremble. You gripped at the couch cushion as your eyes rolled up inside your head. "Right...mmph...there..." Lin thrust into you again, hitting your spot harder. You let out a loud cry, so loud that Lin actually laughed. "Am I that good?" "Fuck yes," you said breathlessly. Lin smiled, clearly proud of himself. He continued pounding your slit over and over, driving you into blissful ecstasy. At one point you were hyperventilating from the pleasure. You knew Lin was loving it just as much as you, but had more restraint over his mouth. A couple timid mewls escaped and not much else. His breathing was heavy and rapid, like yours. As Lin pumped himself into you, you felt your mind drifting in and out of focus. Pure euphoria flooded your veins and drove you to the best orgasm you'd ever had. As you reached said orgasm, you clawed at Lin's back and shouted his name. "Oh, f-fuck," Lin moaned. "Say it again." You obliged. "L-Lin! I...I'm about to cum..!" "Mmf...m-me too." He thrust into you one last time and slowly pulled himself out. He let out one last moan as he emptied himself onto your stomach. You flopped your head down onto the couch, trying to catch your breath. Lin laid down on top of you. His body was warm, albeit not uncomfortable. "I can tell you had a good time." You laid an arm on Lin's back. "That was fucking incredible," you said, still a little bit breathless. "Best rehearsal session I've ever had," Lin said with a laugh. He leaned up and gently pecked your lips. "By the way, I love you. If you hadn't figured that out already." "I knew. And I love you too." "I guess we better get ourselves cleaned up, huh?" You reluctantly nodded. You wanted nothing more than to cuddle on that couch with Lin for a few hours, but you were already hot and sweaty enough. Lin threw you a towel and some spare clothes. Once you made sure you looked presentable enough, you stood up from the couch. Your legs were very wobbly and you almost fell, but Lin caught you. "You alright there?" "Yeah. You just fucked me so good that I can't walk properly." Lin's eyes widened. "Uh...I don't know if I wanna be that good." You chuckled and walked towards the door. You turned back to face Lin with a sly smirk. "So, rehearsal tomorrow, same time?" Lin bit his lip seductively. "Hell yes." "Tomorrow it is, then." Lin smiled. "Oh, yeah. Can you not tell anyone else about this? I want to keep it a secret." You rolled your eyes. "You don't want anyone else to know that you're that good? Please. I'm telling everyone." Lin frowned. "You're such a bitch sometimes." "And yet you still love me. See you tomorrow, Lin."

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