Two and a Half Men: Waking up as Charlie Harper

AN: SEGS WARNING. Just ignore if you don't like and don't comment about how you don't like sex chapters. 

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That night, after dinner, the house was quiet. Charlie's room glowed faintly under a bedside lamp. The AC hummed gently. Lisa lay beneath the blanket, propped up on pillows, reading a paperback with a half-folded corner. Her hair was loose, her glasses perched low on her nose. She looked peaceful, and for a moment, Charlie just stood in the doorway, notebook in hand, watching her.

He finally stepped inside.

"Hey," he said.

Lisa looked up, smiling. "Hey. You good?"

Charlie held up the notebook. "Wrote something earlier. Actually, I think it's good. I was wondering if... you'd take a look. Before I send it to the studio."

Lisa lowered the book onto her lap and held out her hand. "Of course."

He handed her the notebook and sat at the edge of the bed, watching her as she read. Her eyes scanned line after line. Every now and then, she'd pause, tilt her head slightly, then keep going.

When she finished, she looked up.

"This is really good, Charlie."

He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded. "Like, real songwriting. Honest. You're not hiding behind punchlines or cereal jingles. Not that they were bad or anything. This just feels really a step up."

Charlie chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "You don't think it's too... soft?"

"No. I think it's the right kind of soft," she said. "You sound like a man who's lived something. Felt something. That's what people connect with."

Charlie let out a breath, leaning back against the headboard.

"I'm planning to send it in two days. Studio's got a contact waiting. Might even get a shot at recording it with live strings."

Lisa handed the notebook back, then adjusted her glasses.

"You need to copyright it first."

Charlie blinked. "I already did."

Lisa gave him a look. "You did?"

"Yeah," he said with a small smile. "Filed the online form this afternoon. Registered it under the title. Uploaded a copy of the lyrics and the audio sketch I recorded on my phone. Got the confirmation email."

Lisa raised her eyebrows. "Look at you. Responsible artist."

Charlie leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

"Can't be too careless because studios can be sneaky. They'll take a song, tweak a line or two, and call it original. Better to have my name on it from the start."

"Huh? You thought of everything," She smiled, closing the notebook.

"Kind of crazy, huh?" he said. 

"Nope. Just push those thoughts away and keep doing what you are doing," She said as Charlie took off his shirt and lay beside her, turning his head toward her. "And I'm pretty sure you'll get there sooner than you realize."

Charlie smirked and nudged her gently with his shoulder.

"Oh, now you're the motivational speaker?"

Lisa tilted her head, playing it mock serious.

"Someone has to help you keep your mind and emotions in the right place."

He laughed, low and easy, then turned onto his side to face her fully.

"Come here," he said, voice softer now.

She set the book on the nightstand, slid off her glasses, and leaned in, resting her forehead against his.

"You smell like guitar strings and orange," she murmured.

"Citrusy sexy, right?" he whispered back.

"Tragically."

Their lips met, slow at first. She tasted like the red wine they shared over dinner. Sweet with a bit of bite. Charlie's hand found her hip under the blanket, fingers brushing the edge of her shorts.

Lisa pulled back just enough to look him in the eye.

"Don't think I didn't notice you strutting around today like a man who just dropped a power ballad," she said, voice low, teasing.

"I had one good song," he replied, smiling. "I'm milking the glory while I can."

She shifted, straddling him under the blanket with the kind of ease that said this was familiar ground. Her knees pressed into the mattress on either side of his waist. Her hands planted on his chest.

Charlie blinked up at her.

"Well, hello."

Lisa leaned down, kissing along his jawline.

"You're smug."

"I'm confident."

"You're shirtless."

"That was preparation."

Her mouth hovered just above his.

"You planning to seduce me with lyrics now?"

"I could," he murmured. "I've got a second verse that'll melt your bra."

"Tempting," she said, then kissed him again, deeper this time.

Her hips rolled forward slightly, drawing a soft breath from his throat. He reached up, fingers threading through her hair, pulling her just a little closer.

Lisa broke the kiss only long enough to pull the blanket up over both of them. Her voice dropped lower.

"Let me take care of this one."

Charlie grinned, heart thudding.

"Yes, ma'am."

She pressed her lips to his again, one hand sliding down his stomach, fingers already tracing the line just below his waistband. Charlie's breath hitched as her fingers dipped lower, teasing the edge of his boxers. He let out a low hum, his own hands roaming her back, tracing the curve of her spine. She shifted against him, her body pressing into his, and he could feel the heat of her through the thin layers of fabric between them.

Lisa pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. She smiled, a slow, sultry curve of her lips that sent a jolt of electricity through him. "You like that, huh?" she whispered.

Charlie nodded, his voice coming out rough. "You know I do."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I thought you might. You always did like cowgirl style."

He chuckled softly, his hands gripping her hips. "Guilty as charged."

Lisa sat up, her hands going to the hem of her shirt. She pulled it off in one smooth motion, revealing the black lace bra beneath. Charlie's gaze lingered on her, taking in the beautiful view of her breasts, the way her skin seemed to glow in the dim light.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

Charlie's eyes met hers, a slow smile spreading across his face. "You know I do," he said. "You always take my breath away, Lisa."

She reached behind her, unhooking her bra. It fell away, revealing her boobs to him completely. His gaze dropped, taking her in, his breath catching in his throat. He reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples. Lisa let out a soft sigh, her head tilting back, hair cascading down her shoulders.

"Charlie," she breathed, his name a soft plea on her lips.

He sat up, his mouth finding hers again, his hands never leaving her body. He explored her, his touch gentle yet firm, leaving a trail of fire wherever he went. Lisa responded in kind, her hands roaming his back, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.

She broke the kiss, her lips moving to his neck, her teeth gently nipping at his skin. Charlie let out a low groan, his hips shifting beneath her. Lisa smiled as she pushed him back and moved lower, pulling his pants down. His cock sprang up. Lisa took a moment to appreciate the sight of him, her eyes tracing the length of his shaft. She could feel the heat radiating from him, could see the pulse at the base of his neck quickening. She looked up at him, her gaze locking with his, and saw the raw desire reflected back at her.

"Lisa," he breathed, her name a plea on his lips.

She then took off her shorts and stood over his cock. Her pussy was already dripping wet. She won't be needing any lube.

"I want you to ride me like there is no tomorrow," He said with a sly grin.

Lisa let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. "Well, if you insist," she said, positioning herself over him. She slowly lowered herself onto his cock, taking him inch by inch, until he was completely sheathed inside her. She let out a soft moan, her head falling back, hair cascading down her shoulders.

Charlie gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "God, Lisa," he groaned, "You feel amazing."

Lisa began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensuous rhythm. She leaned forward. Her hands planted on his chest, fingers curling slightly, nails digging in just enough to send a thrill through him. She moved, her body undulating, finding a rhythm that made them both gasp. Charlie's hands slid from her hips to her thighs, his thumbs brushing against the soft skin at the apex of her legs, making her shiver.

"Charlie," she breathed, her voice ragged, "You're driving me crazy."

He grinned, his hips lifting to meet hers. "That's the plan," he murmured.

Lisa's pace quickened, her breath coming in short gasps. Her pussy was clenching his cock hard and her boobs were just too sensitive, the friction against Charlie's chest sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel the tension building, her body coiling like a spring ready to snap. Charlie's grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging in, his hips thrusting up to meet hers with increasing urgency.

"Charlie," she panted, her nails raking across his chest, "I'm close. So close."

Charlie's gaze was intense, focused solely on her. "Look at me, Lisa," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. She did, their eyes locking, and she felt the connection between them grow even stronger. He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit, circling it with firm, steady pressure.

That was all it took. Lisa threw her head back, a cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashed over her. Her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on Charlie's cock, pulsing with release. Her thighs shooked, her pussy muscles clenched hard as she came.

"FUCKKK!!" She moaned.

Charlie, unable to hold back any longer, grabbed her boobs, squeezing them gently yet firmly. He could feel her heart pounding against his hands, her body still trembling from her orgasm. Lisa's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze, a soft moan escaping her lips. She leaned forward, capturing his mouth in a searing kiss, her tongue tangling with his. Encouraged, Charlie rolled his hips up, his cock still buried deep inside her, feeling her pulse around him.

He flipped her over, breaking their kiss.

Lisa gasped, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation.

"Fuck me, now," She cupped his face.

Charlie, driven by her words and the desire in her eyes, began to thrust into her with renewed vigor. His mouth found hers again, their tongues clashing in a passionate dance. Lisa's nipples, hard and sensitive, rubbed against his chest with each thrust, sending jolts of pleasure through them both. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close.

He pounded into her, his hips moving with a rhythm that was both powerful and primal. She could feel every inch of him, her body stretching to accommodate him, her pussy clenching around his cock. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a symphony of their desire.

Charlie's hands, one cupping her ass, the other tangling in her hair, held her in place as he drove into her. The position tilted her hips, changing the angle and sending his cock rubbing against her G-spot with each thrust. Lisa gasped, her body tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

"Charlie," she panted, breaking the kiss, her head falling back, "You're hitting... oh god, you're hitting just the right spot."

He growled, his pace quickening.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. "Harder, Charlie," Lisa whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "I want to feel you, all of you."

Charlie obliged, his hips pistoning with increased fervor. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, accompanied by their ragged breaths and moans. Lisa's fingernails dug into his back, her legs tightening around him, urging him on.

"You're close, aren't you?" Charlie grunted, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "I can feel you, Lisa. You're pulsing around me."

"Yes," she gasped, her head thrashing from side to side. "So close, Charlie. Don't stop. Please, don't stop."

Charlie, feeling his own release building, picked up the pace, his hips slamming into hers. He was close, so close he could barely hold back. He could feel the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, his balls drawing up tight.

"Lisa," he grunted, his voice strained, "I'm close. I'm gonna... fuck, I'm gonna come."

But Lisa, lost in her own pleasure, didn't hear him. She was teetering on the edge, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. With a cry, she came, her pussy clamping down on his cock, pulsing with her release.

"Oh, God! I'm cumming~" She moaned in pleasure.

Charlie, unable to hold back any longer, quickly pulled out of her. Lisa, still lost in the throes of her orgasm, looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and filled with desire. Without a word, she quickly went to her knees, her hands reaching for his cock. She could see it, hard and glistening with their combined juices, and she couldn't wait to taste him.

She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, licking away the evidence of their lovemaking. Charlie groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her as she took him deeper. She could taste herself on him, the familiar taste mingling with his, and it only served to fuel her desire.

She sucked him hard, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue working its magic. Charlie's hips moved in rhythm with her, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. He was close, she could tell, his body tensing, his grip on her hair tightening.

"Lisa," he warned, his voice ragged, "I'm gonna come."

She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, and hummed her approval, her tongue flicking against the underside.

"Fuck," Charlie groaned, his body convulsing as he came undone. Hot, thick ropes of his release filled Lisa's mouth, and she took it all and held it, her eyes never leaving his. He was lost in pleasure, his head thrown back, his grip on her hair tightening. She could feel his body trembling, his knees threatening to buckle. She pulled back, letting his cock slip from her mouth, and looked up at him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Lisa opened her mouth, showing him the pool of his cum before swallowing it, her eyes never leaving his. Charlie watched, his breath hitching, as she licked her lips, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Delicious," she murmured, her voice husky.

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