Cosmic Captives Ch. 03-04

Summary of previous chapters:

After their spaceship has collapsed, Anon and Nova are now trapped together in a very small escape pod. Their bodies pressed together. Anon is attached to intravenous oxygen supply, Nova is not. He has to breath air into her lungs.

Chapter 03 - Emerging Emotions

To attempt to return some sense of normalcy into the madness, Anon decided to introduce himself. He could only manage a short "I am Anon", trying to sound calming and soft, before he felt that he had to give her air again. When he pulled back, she merely stared at him in disbelief without expressing a word. After a few moments of silence, he knew that she needed air again and hesitated before connecting their lips once more; this time, her mouth opened slightly in acceptance. Even though there was still fear in her eyes.

He blew two more times into her and still there was no communication between them. But then, in between those breaths, Nova finally said her name in a voice so small he almost didn't hear it.

It was barely audible but enough for him to understand. After another breath into her lungs, he said "nice to meet you Nova". Then pressing his lips on hers again. While he was doing so he could hear Nova cough, and then giggle.

He now realised the full absurdity of the situation and he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. However, that laughter was quickly cut short, as Nova needed her intake of air. This time she was the one who leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Anon was again aware of her soft lips and, this time, also her beautiful scent; an intoxicating aroma that captivated him. His heart started beating faster to keep up with his newfound excitement.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, so tightly that she must have felt the wild beating of his heart.

After their laughter had subsided, both of them slowly began to engage in conversation which was continually interrupted by him having to blow into her mouth in order to keep her alive. Nova thanked Anon for saving her life. Anon told Nova about how the escape pod had been thrown around and had caused her to pass out.

Even though Anon's and his companion's situation was stable for the present moment, he knew they they couldn't go on like this for long. They had no clue as to how long exactly their imprisonment would last, and even if it were only a few hours, that would still feel like an eternity. In the worst case scenario it could be years before they were able to see fresh air and land again.

Anon carefully weighed his options, wanting to be as prepared as possible for any circumstance. He didn't want Nova to be aware of his worries, so he kept them to himself and worked hard in secret. His mind raced with the details of the escape pod, trying every angle and possibility that could provide a more secure oxygen supply for her. He wasn't sure if it would even be possible, but he had to try anything at this point.

It could very well have been the immense strain of the past few hours that had made his brain feel like mush. He had been mulling over every possible way to hack into the pod's systems in order to get air to Nova, coming up empty with each idea, when he suddenly remembered that all escape pods came equipped with a backup air supply. This realization made him see things in a new light; if he could just figure out how to gain access it would be their ticket out of this jam.

The backup air system was typically set to engage automatically, when the sensors picked up a malfunction in the primary system. However, it had not been designed to accommodate two passengers so he had to intervene and switch it on manually.

In between breaths, he told Nova his plan. Her face brightened with understanding. He had to move her head to give him access to the escape pod's computer system. After a few clicks, he landed on the custom command interface of the computer where he proceeded to carefully input the commands needed. His concentration always interrupted by him blowing air into Nova's mouth. But before long, he had worked out a way to engage the air backup system that would keep her safe.

Nova braced herself as the tubes were quickly and painlessly attached to her, just as it happened to him earlier. At last, she was able to take in oxygen without having him blow into her. He was filled with relief and joy that she could now breathe more easily, but he couldn't help but also feel a bit of regret. He knew that he would not be able feel those amazing soft lips of hers again. It was a bittersweet experience for him.

The tension of their former life-or-death struggle gone, Anon and Nova could finally have an uninterrupted conversation. Yet despite the now peaceful nature of their interactions, it was still strange to have their faces so close to each other and their bodies pressed together. They were technically still not much more than strangers.

Despite their best efforts, the pair was drained from their long and treacherous escape. They had exhausted all of their energy from the fight for survival, and before long they were sound asleep. Soon enough, heavy breathing filled the space as both drifted off into a deep slumber. Their sleep was heavy, full of dreams both good and bad as they tried to process all that had happened in such a short amount of time. All around them calmness reigned as they slept on in a strange type of peace.

Anon awoke first, he had no idea how much time had elapsed. Nova's body was limp and relaxed, curled up around him. He could feel the heat emanating from her skin, as she breathed steadily against him. Her small perky breasts pressing into his chest with each inhalation. A gentle tickling sensation along his neck as her breaths caressed it like a feathery kiss.

From his vantage point he could see her face, though there was no possible way for him to adjust or move in the small area they occupied. When lifting his head a bit he was able to make out portions of her shoulders, seeing the tattered blouse she wore and various scratches along her delicate skin. It reminded him of a porcelain doll: fragile yet beautiful at the same time.

Nova was still fast asleep, occasionally her body twitching or shifting slightly. Anon lay there wondering what she could possibly be dreaming that made her react in this way. His skin felt tingly all over from the way hers was lightly touching his, a seemingly minimal connection that sent waves of pleasure up and down his spine. His t-shirt had somehow moved up during their slumber, leaving them both exposed; he couldn't quite reach it to tug it back down so had to settle with the warmth of her body pressed against his own.

Anon found himself starting to feeling aroused, his member slowly hardening and pushing up against Nova's lower body. He knew he should feel guilty and ashamed for having such an inappropriate reaction, but he was powerless to stop it. He felt like there was no escape from this situation.

Meanwhile his manhood kept growing, pushing stronger against Nova's body. He could sense the veins and arteries throbbing with blood in his arousal as he was engulfed by her warmth. It felt exhilarating, but apprehension began to creep in; what if Nova woke up?

He was sure she wouldn't be pleased with this situation. When she had first awoken with him pressing his lips to hers, that had been alarming enough for her. But now there was the unmistakable sensation of his raging erection pushing against her hips - arguably an even more infuriating development.

Chapter 04 - Troubled Awakening

Her gentle breathing while she slept caused her tummy to rise and fall slightly, giving his boner a tiny sensation of friction. Anon was desperately searching for a solution to his problem; how could he get rid of his erection before she woke up? There was no way for him to move away from, as they were concealed in this tiny space. In an effort to distract himself, he tried thinking about the vast open space they were passing through in their escape pod. But her warm stomach ever so slightly teasing his growing erection, with the rhythm of her breaths making it more difficult to focus, he was powerless against its unrelenting pull. All he wanted was for her to stay there forever in his embrace, breathing this moment in. His heart raced as each exhale hit his chest and a gentle moan escaped from him at the thought of how much pleasure it brought him to just feel her body against him like this.

Anon was still desperately trying to make his erection subside, the intense desire he had for Nova proving to be too much. A spark of hope flourished inside him; maybe she wouldn't mind, perhaps the idea of him being aroused by her presence would send a thrill through her. After all, he had risked his life to save her from certain death in space. In the midst of his fantasies an image formed in his mind's eye - they were sharing a passionate embrace within the confines of their tiny escape pod.

While Anon was deep in his day dreams, Nova was gradually stirring. He could feel the slight movement of her head as she tried to maneuver herself into a more comfortable position. Unfortunately, with no room to shift around in the small bed, her body just wound up pressing even harder against his, rubbing provocatively along the length of the erection that she had caused. An involuntary groan escaped him at this sensation and Nova's eyes opened wide in surprise; it was clear that she hadn't given a thought about the effect her tight body could have on him.

Embarrassed, he averted his eyes as Nova cast her gaze upon him, her features awash with shock and confusion. His expectations of a favorable reaction from Nova were dashed instantly -- any aspirations he had of them engaging in wild, passionate sex now seemed utterly impossible.

He felt exposed and vulnerable in front of this young woman who was so rudely awakened by this situation. The guilt he was experiencing was overwhelming, and he knew there was no way for him to hide from it or escape the consequences. With a surge of determination, he pushed himself to explain the whole event and apologize profusely to Nova.

Nova's entire demeanour shifts, her mouth still agape as she moves from a state of shock and confusion to one of anger and frustration. She wriggles around in an attempt to escape the invading feeling of his erection pressing against her, but there's no room to move; her frantic motions only cause it to throb more intensely.

Anon's boxers slipping down further with her movements, to the point where the tip of him is now grazing Nova's stomach. She can feel it too, as a quiver runs through her body. He tries to stop her from moving any further, knowing that if she does then the situation will become all the more unbearable. But at the same time, he cannot help but revel in this contact; feeling her soft and warm skin against his glans sends an electrifying wave of pleasure surging through his body.

Nova takes a deep breath, attempting to calm herself down as her frustration grows. Anon can see the wheels turning in her mind, he knows she's trying to figure out how to solve their current dilemma. He apologizes again, making sure that she knows he means it and that he's sorry for not being able to control himself. He can tell she still isn't sure if his intentions are sincere or not.

Finally she finds the courage to speak up, letting out a frustrated, "what the hell?". She stops trying to get away from him, her body frozen in place and still pressed against his.

Afterwards, neither of them could think of anything to say and they both faced away from each other. Anon's arousal had actually slowly started to subside as he attempted to explain himself earlier but now that they were in this moment of silence with their bodies pressed close together, his boner began to rise again lustfully pushing into her skin.

They had been lying there in a state of unease for what must have felt like an eternity, Anon's erect penis still digging uncomfortably into Nova. By now it was almost becoming painful due to the ever-so-subtle stimulation and minor teasing between their bodies. Time seemed to stand still as they both remained motionless, the tension in the air tangible.

Anon peered out the window of the escape pod, and he could make out a few pieces of rock or debris. He didn't want to worry Nova, who was facing away from the window, so he didn't say anything and decided to keep it to himself. He knew how scared she must be about their predicament and he wanted to give her at least some sense of solace.

But he was aware that their pod could be in grave danger if they entered an astroid field or the area that remained from the battle. He realized he had to plot a different course for their pod, which was currently orbiting around a desert and uninhabitable planet; the place that was last witness of their last desperate combat against the Epsilon Consortium. Thinking about this, he knew he had to come up with a plan quickly before it would be too late for them.

He reached for the computer terminal, a device that had already saved them once before when he had programmed it to provide air to Nova. It was a strange feeling reaching for the screen with his hands while his stiffness was still pressing against her. His brain raced and he tried to concentrate on what he had to do, but it was difficult when his mind kept drifting back to the sensation of their bodies being so close together, and his dick throbbing helplessly.

Nova had noticed what he was up to, her gaze sceptical yet curious as she watched him. He opened the navigation application of the escape pod and started to type in new coordinates. He knew full well that the pod wouldn't be able to reach their home world as it lacked a hyperdrive, but he had no other ideas where to route to; it was simply crucial for them to get away from there.

The drives from their ship sent a low rumble through the cabin as they powered up. Anon could feel the vibrations intensely, especially through Nova's body pressed close to his own.

Nova wanted to inquire as to what he had hastily performed and why the engines were roaring in response. Before she could verbalize her query, however, the pod was jolted by an unknown force originating from the exterior of their environment. An unexpected shuddering motion filled the cabin throwing them around.