Care For A Bite? [LMM x female reader]

So, there you were, standing in your spaghetti straps and a pair of vaguely embarrassing shorts, one bright morning after shower.

Trying, with comical difficulty, not to stare at the mister's forearms. Sun-kissed, toned so right you'd forgotten all admirable resolutions of "not being that bitch to drool over poor, local celebrity next door" - which you'd assured your patient, incredulous, best friend, after you'd reported on that first contact. She'd given it a little Pinterest research and declared: "oh you're gonna wanna screw him, babe."

[Slight AU! Lin-manuel Miranda x female reader]

Warning: NSFW content in a few chapters.