AU. Non Canon. Lemons. Sex tape. Role play.
Once again, Belle wondered how she got into this mess. Her best friend, Martha, had suggested they make extra money as models – something that Belle thought was ridiculous – but now she found herself dressed in lingerie and her makeup being done. She felt butterflies in her stomach, as she had never worn such revealing clothing in front of anyone before. The makeup artist was a man, who immediately claimed that she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever worked on. His mouth never stopped moving while he did her hair and her face. There was no mirror, so Belle had no idea what she looked like. She was wondering where Martha was, when her friend slipped inside the room, wearing a silk robe.
"Martha! Where have you been?" Belle took her hand into hers. Martha squeezed it, smiling.
"I just finished my photoshoot. They wanted a natural look – little make up. I hope I don't look like a washed-out potato." Martha had perfect coloring and was still wearing more makeup than Belle did in an entire week. "You look hot!"
"I feel so nervous. Why did I let you talk me into this?"
"Because you need the money more than me." Martha tilted her head. "This is easy money, babe."
"Listen to your friend, honey." The makeup artist stepped back. "My masterpiece is complete. Go."
Belle stood and let Martha led her out of the small dressing area. Her skin heated as she saw a dozen people or so with cameras and clipboards. Her entire body stopped, seeing the filming equipment.
"Martha," her tone could cut glass. "You said this was pictures only! I'm not going to do a smut piece."
Martha rolled her eyes. "Belle, it wasn't my idea. Honestly, I thought I'd get the filmed part, considering my size but they said they wanted you to do it." She flicked her hair. "Apparently they like plus-size porn."
In that moment, Belle hated her friend of ten years. True, Martha had the figure you'd expect for a model – slim with not a lot of shape. Belle was the opposite – she was all shape. Hips, thighs, and boobs; all generous with handholds. She never expected Martha to be prejudiced but she clearly thought she was better simply because of their pant size.
"I'm not doing this." She tore her hand from Martha and turned back to the dressing room. She froze, wide eyed, seeing the tall man wearing a robe exiting another dressing room. His eyes looked her over, clearly sizing her up before he looked at her face.
"Finally, a real woman to fake a shag."
Belle blinked. It was Severus Snape! Her former professor, who clearly didn't recognize her!
A shell-shocked Belle was brought onto the set, a leather lounger and heavily draped walls. Her stomach flipped as Severus slipped off his robe, revealing black boxers. Her own outfit, a black corset made of lace, seemed to suddenly squeeze her middle. Belle thought she'd be sick. Severus rolled his neck and shoulders before he once again looked Belle over. His eyes paused on her face and his head tilted.
"This your first time?"
In more ways than one. "Yes."
"Try to relax. We'll have to reshoot if you look unnatural." He extended his hand and she slowly took it. "Call me Severus, miss…?"
"Belle." Her mouth felt dry. He nodded, bringing her to sit on the lounger.
"Try to forget the cameras. It's easier if you block them out." He sat next to her and she tried not to squeak when his hand rested on her naked knee. "The director will let us know what direction he wants this to go but mostly, it's whatever we feel like doing. Got it?"
Belle nodded. "I wasn't told they would be filming. I thought I would be posing for a few snapshots."
"The contract you signed gave permission for all recording equipment." Severus spoke like this happened more often than not. "Don't worry, we're not going to actually have sex. It'll just look like it."
The director was about to throw Belle out when Severus offered to step in. The director nodded and Severus joined Belle on the lounger. She was siting awkwardly, trying to look natural, so naturally she looked anything but.
"Belle, focus on me, alright?" She nodded, as he knelt in front of her. His hands rested on her knees and she jumped when he moved them slowly up. He paused. "Is this okay?" Belle nodded. She wanted to finish her contract, so she could leave. Curse small printing! His hands stroked her thighs before moving to her inner thighs. Belle inhaled, her legs naturally parting for him. Severus was now between her knees, his hands moving back down. "Just relax, for me." Her heart was racing as she held his eyes. Shit, she had trusted Severus completely as her professor and it seemed even now, in this strange world, she still trusted him.
His hands moved under her thighs and she found herself leaning back on the lounger as he bent her knees, leaning closer. Their audience was forgotten as Severus pressed a kiss on her knee. His touch seemed to cause her body to relax but her heart to pound. Her hands spread out on the lounger until she was gripping the edge. Her hold tighten as Severus pressed more kisses up her legs. She actually moaned when he stopped shy of her panties.
"Perfect." He stretched out above her, his hand moving up her waist, as he rested his weight on his arm at her head, his fingers tangling into her loose curls. Belle couldn't look away as Severus watched her reactions to his light touches. When his hand palmed her breast, her eyes closed and her back curled. "Yes." His fingers pinched her tit and she moaned, her body welcoming every touch. His lips grazed her neck before he sucked her tit into his mouth. Belle inhaled sharply, her thighs clamping down on his waist. Severus teased her tit through her lace corset, bringing her body close to orgasm before he stopped, letting her tit pop out between his lips. She gasped, opening her eyes to see him looking up at her, a knowing look on his face.
Something happened then, inside Belle and she took a hold of Severus's shoulders, her free hand moving up his jaw and digging into his hair. He growled as she tugged before their mouths were on each other's. Their tongues curled together and Belle pulled Severus closer. His cock was resting on her stomach and he rocked his hips against her soft skin.
They seemed to kiss for a lifetime. They seemed to only scratch the surface when Severus hitched Belle's thighs, pressing his clothed cock against her pussy. The lacy panties did nothing to hide how wet Belle had become and Severus growled, rubbing her soaked pussy against his cock. Belle was breathlessly saying his name, as he rocked their bodies, kissing and licking her skin. His cock was responding to her breathless moans, growing harder and harder with each word. He was biting back his release when Belle's body seemed to clamp around his.
"Professor Snape!"
He froze, as her body orgasmed against his and her hold on his body lessened. He suddenly remembered the director and the cameras. But she had called him by his former title and surname. Severus pulled back, staring at Belle, who was trying to catch her breath. She seemed unaware what she had called him, her arms still around his shoulders.
The director was pleased with their shot, even if no one got naked. They would edit the video to make it more obscene if needed. He was already changing the plot to a student and professor taboo. Belle's cries of professor had given the director a hard on, which didn't happen easily. He was oblivious to his actors, that Severus looked stunned while Belle seemed embarrassed. Martha, who had watched from the sidelines, was shocked her friend had orgasmed on film, let alone against their former professor's cock. Unlike Belle, Martha hadn't realized the naked man was the dreaded potion master until Belle called out.
"Let's take ten – change clothes and freshen up." He went to his team, huddling to discuss his new ideas. Belle sat up, as Severus stood and left the set without a word. Her cheeks were burning as Martha came up to her, her face shocked.
"Holy fucking merlin! I didn't recognize Snape until you climaxed."
Belle covered her cheeks with her hands as her friend continued to rave.
"I had no idea you could sound like that – you looked like a sex kitten!"
"Martha, please, stop."
"Excuse me," it was the makeup artist. "My creation needs to change into her next outfit." He led Belle back to the dressing room and she didn't even blink as he undressed her and put her into a skimpy outfit. She looked down, seeing the schoolgirl theme right away and shook her head. "None of that, darling, you look amazing." He sighed. "I wish I had tits like yours. Come, come."
The crew had already changed the set, the lounger gone and in its place, a desk. The backdrop looked like a study, with bookshelves filled with books. Belle stood on the set, shell shocked, until she saw Severus returning. His hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, wearing an open vest and trousers. Her pussy throbbed, thinking he looked sexy and she forced her mind to think of anything else.
He came up to her, his eyes going straight to hers.
"Miss Stevens." Shit. He remembered her now. How could they go on? Severus leaned close, his mouth near her ear. "You should have said something."
"How?" She asked. "Would it have changed the situation?"
"No." He straightened. "But at least we'd be on even ground."
The director ordered their attention and quickly told them his vision. "Severus, you're Belle's teacher. She's come to seduce you for better grades."
Severus growled. "Isn't that cliché?"
The director frowned. "It works. You got a better idea?"
"Yes. I do." Severus grabbed Belle's hand and dragged her to the far corner of the set. The director stepped back and the cameras were rolling. Belle didn't know what to expect when Severus dragged her towards the desk, pushing her against it. "You little slut! You think you can play me?"
"Professor…?" She truly was at a loss but then Severus grabbed her by the throat, bringing their faces close. He inhaled her skin deeply and she grabbed at his fingers. He was cutting off her air and it was frightening her.
"No talking. No more lies." He growled, releasing her. The force caused Belle to fall to her knees, gasping for air before she slowly stood, her eyes on Severus. He seemed to be fuming. "When I tell you it's time to play, I expect your hands on that desk and your ass in my face. Understood?"
She blinked. "Yes."
He stepped closer, growling. "Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir." Her thighs tightened, staring back at him. Without prompting, she turned to the desk, putting her hands on its surface and bending over. Severus quickly corrected her stance, until she was bent at the waist, ass up and her hands holding the frame of the desk. She jumped, squeaking, when his hand slapped her panty covered butt. His hand pressed down on her back, keeping her in place.
"Be a good girl, and I'll let you suck me off."
She felt the tension in her thighs build. "Yes, sir." He pushed her small skirt off her round hips, gripping her flesh hard enough to leave bruises. Belle stifled a cry as he spanked her again, hard. He rubbed her ass cheeks before she heard a tearing sound and then he was slapping her bare ass. She gripped the desk, shocked to be exposed but that Severus was still turning her on. He rubbed away the sting before he growled.
"You're to count aloud each punishment, understand?"
"Yes, sir."
He wasted no time, spanking her ass. Belle jumped, gripping the desk to stay in place.
"One."
He spanked her other cheek and she rested her forehead on the desk.
"Two."
The third landed on her wet pussy and she moaned. Severus pinched her thigh and she jumped, calling out three. When he reached ten spankings, her butt was a bright red and was burning. Belle was not faking the tears as she cried out ten. Severus smoothed his hands along her skin, admiring his work.
"Good girl. Your ass looks good red. Turn around." She did, inhaling when her sore butt touched the wooden desk. Severus's hand covered her throat but this time, he didn't punish her. Just tilted her face so he could lick the length of her face. She whimpered at the touch. "Such a yummy girl. Will you let me taste you?"
"Yes, sir. Please." She had no idea what she was saying but when Severus turned her back around, pushing her back into position, it dawned on her. His mouth was on her hot skin before she could think to stop him. She whimpered, her body starting to shake. Merlin, she was turned on by this? Severus kissed down the shape of her ass before his tongue flicked her pussy. Her entire body became aware as he widened her stance, his mouth attaching to her core. Licking and sucking. She was whimpering when he withdrew his tongue and smacked his lips.
"Yummy pussy. My pussy."
"Yes, all yours." He swatted her thigh, making her jump. "Sir. My pussy is all yours, sir."
"Indeed." That one word and she leaking cum down her thighs. Severus straightened, his cock was being strangled in his trousers. He opened his fly to relieve the pressure but he found he didn't want to stop here. He order her to stand up, Belle stepping back with her red cheeks brushing his boxers. He swallowed a grunt, as his cock jerked towards her body. Belle waited for instruction and moaned when his hands came up to grip her tits from behind. She leaned into his body, her hand moving to find his neck, the other fisting the side of his trousers. He kissed her shoulders, running his teeth along her prefect skin. She shuddered against him and he rolled his eyes, feeling her release soaking his boxers. "Enough." He released his hold on Belle, who stumbled before she regained her footing. Severus yanked his ruined trousers and boxers off, showing his hard and angry looking cock. Belle blinked, staring at his member before her eyes looked up at his. "Good girls get cock."
"Yes, sir."
He was stroking his cock, holding her eyes with his. He grinned. "On your knees." Belle felt the heat on her body as she knelt before him. Severus was still stroking himself, his eyes fixed on her tits. "Shirt off." The excuse of a shirt came off, showing the ribbon bra that barely held Belle's generous tits up. Severus gripped himself harder, staring at her tits. Belle lifted up her tits in her hands, forming generous lumps of flesh.
"Please, sir, my tits need your cock." His eyes flashed to hers, darkened. Belle didn't know what made her say it but when he pressed his cock between her breasts, she thought she'd cum. He stroked a few slow strokes and she kissed the tip of his cock each time. Soon he was thrusting like a man possessed, Belle's mouth open and her tongue licking his cock with each stroke. When he came, his cum covered her tits and face. Severus leaned back on the desk, blinking, as Belle stood, rubbing his cum into her skin and down her body. He was already growing hard before she pushed him on the desk and straddled him. He slammed her body onto the desk's surface, staying in control, but it was clearly Belle who was in charge as she gripped his cock in her hands and starting bringing him back to full mask. Severus was quick to harden and he growled when Belle licked and nibbled on his nipples. He tossed his vest to the floor, ribbing the bra off her body before he slammed her into the desk. This time, his cock was buried deep inside her.
"Professor, yes!" She hugged him close, her thighs clamping on his hips as he began to rock their bodies. He growled, her pussy squeezing the life out of his cock. Her nails dug into his back and he thrust even faster, the woman beneath him moaning his name. "Severus." Her head fell back and he felt her body orgasm. He straightened, holding the woman to his torso, letting gravity help him fuck her. She screamed, his cock now hitting her g-spot and she bared her teeth into his shoulder. This time, they came together and hard. Panting, Severus laid them out on the desk, smoothing his hand on her sore ass.
"That's a good girl, Miss Stevens." He kissed her brow, his body keeping her pressed against his. "Such a naughty girl."
"That was great." Their private bubble burst as the director stepped onto the stage. Belle naturally turned her body into Severus and he kept his arm around her. The director didn't notice her discomfort and soon Martha was handing her a robe to slip on. Her cheeks were burning, as she could smell Severus all over her body. Martha couldn't seem to look at her while Belle went to shower and clean up. In the shower, Belle starred at her body in wonder. She just had sex with Severus Snape! On camera! Her insides were screaming, as Severus was well endowed and this was her first sexual experience. She was shocked to see the blood on her thighs. She showered thoroughly before changing back into the clothes she arrived in. She winced as she pulled on her jeans, her butt still sore from being spanked.
When she came out, Martha was waiting. They went to get their money and they left before Belle could talk to Severus. He had said they wouldn't have sex but clearly something had changed that. The director did pay Belle more than originally agreed, making her blush when he commented on her virginity on her thighs would sell through the roof.