On the one hand Anon was relieved that Nova had dropped her anger, and that they could have a more relaxed conversation. On the other hand he felt bad, because he wouldn't be able to offer her any encouraging words. He had studied intently about the advanced communication and acceleration systems of their escape pod, so he knew their odds of successful escape were quite low at present.

Having his penis firmly lodged inside of her, while they were engaged in a deep, serious conversation about their chances of survival was jarring or even revolting. He put all his focus into explaining the escape pod systems to Nova, though often his dick would twitch and interrupt him with an unexpected wave of pleasure. It was difficult for him to concentrate, clenching his muscles and squinting his eyes as he fought against the urge to completely lose himself in it. Yet somehow, he managed to explain that their engines weren’t powerful enough for them to reach safety without assistance.

As he struggled with maintaining control of his dick, he could also see Nova flinching and rolling her eyes with every electrifying tremor that traveled down the length of his manhood inside of her.

He continued to explain that it could take a considerable amount of time for their escape pod to be discovered. He didn't want to tell her that this could even mean years of waiting until they were eventually located. So instead, he left the timeline intentionally ambiguous in order to spare her from worrying about the situation's potential gravity. Nevertheless, he tried his best to stay optimistic, for both her sake and his own. He didn't want them both to succumb to despair.

His plan didn't pan out the way he had intended. Nova was still overwhelmed and flabbergasted, even without him revealing that it could be years stuck in here. The thought of having to put up with this situation for any longer with him inside her was almost too much to bear. Anon could tell that she wasn't handling it well, and silently he thanked himself for not telling her the full story.

Every time she would become overwhelmed with rage, a surge of pleasure swept through him. In these moments, she would forget how to keep her body still and she would move around his shaft that was stuck deep in her. With every push and pull, the walls of her inner depths rubbed against him in an intoxicatingly pleasurable motion. He felt himself become lost in her.

Abruptly she paused, her eyes exhibiting a fierce conviction as she stared right into Anon's gaze. Her voice fell like a hammer as she declared that his erection must go away now if he was to have any hope of being safely freed, instead of being found with his eyes scratched out by the very woman he had saved from certain death.

Even though she half-jokingly said it, he knew that her threat was serious. He just wasn't sure how they would go about fulfilling the task she had proposed, without actually fucking; She was simply too adorable for him. Her tight hold engulfed his manhood, he knew there was no chance of him ever losing his erection just like that. And he was also convinced that she didn't fancy him thrusting his dick into her.

But it seemed like he was wrong, because she then suddenly began to move independently of his control, her expression one of disgust. Lowering her hips slowly and steadily, she took in more of him each second. He was captivated by the sight of her; with no break in her gaze for the entire time he watched as she drew him further and further into her. The sensation she created was beyond anything he had ever experienced before, his pleasure growing beyond imaginable.

Before he even had a chance to grasp what was happening and what she was attempting, he felt the wave of pleasure traveling from his testicles all the way to the top of his shaft. The sensation of her bearing down upon him was simply too much for him. His member found its way further and further into her depths, pressing against her cervix. He could feel it twitching inside her, as every nerve in his body lit up with energy.

Before she could take another breath and before she could even move a second time, he had already erupted within her. He felt his unleashed power as he filled her interior with his passionate release. His semen rushed out in an unstoppable series of shots and she clenched around him as if she wanted to milk him dry, but it was probably just a defensive reaction of her body against his intruding member shooting sperm into her.

His orgasm seemed to last forever. Wave after wave of cum filled her insides as he continued to come inside of her. Nova made a desperate attempt to escape from him as soon as possible; moving her hips up so that his dick was only halfway in her now. But his dick was twitching and it was still hard as a rock, so she couldn’t push it out just yet.

From Nova’s perspective his orgasm must have felt excruciatingly long lasting. It was definitely not a typical male orgasm. The hours of teasing prior had charged Anon’s dick with an incredible amount of energy.

Nova kept her eyes glued to Anon, her expression mingling disgust, anger, but also anticipation. She was clearly waiting for him to finish climaxing and his penis to become flaccid. The intensity of her gaze was overwhelming to him while he still felt his organ twitch inside of her. His dick seemed determined not to let up, continuing its forceful spasms and prompting a new wave of semen to be deposited inside of her out with each pulse.

He could see the emotions that played out across Nova's face as she felt his dick’s every move. Her expressions displayed her uneasiness; her eyebrows knitted together, her eyes shut tight, her nose scrunched up, her upper lip rising and her mouth slightly agape.

Anon couldn't help but find her reaction to be incredibly cute and endearing. He felt a warmth in his chest as he watched her face scrunch up in an adorable expression of surprise and disgust.

His convulsions inside of her began to slow down, the intensity of them still being powerful although less frequent. Nova now had enough time between each spasm to begin expressing her complaints. How was it possible for him to keep going, she added that she already was filled up, and asked if he would ever end shooting his nasty stuff into her?

Anon, on the other hand, didn't want the moment to come to an end. He had to consciously tell himself not to continue. His body was driven with a huge desire to thrust his penis back inside her; since she had shifted her position, it was only halfway submerged in her pussy.

Eventually his dick came to a rest, though Anon still felt as if he were in a state of heavenly bliss. But Nova seemed to be get more aggravated at the situation - his member had yet to lose any of its rigidity and showed no sign of softening. This sudden and unnatural resilience was astonishing even to Anon, who was accustomed to his manhood going flaccid almost immediately after orgasm.

He looked down at Nova with puzzlement and a hint of amusement. She was evidently even more frustrated with his response, and began pounding his chest and screaming for him to stop being so hard and to make his dick go soft. Anon began to believe that he heard a particular tone in her complaints: it wasn't just of anger and outrage, but maybe also a hint of fondness or familiarity; like two old friends were merely bantering back and forth.

And of course her tactic of hitting and shouting at Anon didn't work; her fury had the exact opposite effect - her aggressive movements were stimulating him, making him aroused again. Inwardly he trembled as each hit from her sent waves of pleasure through every inch of his body.

For a fleeting moment Anon considered suggesting to her that they should have one more round. Then he would be more likely to become flaccid after reaching a second climax.

He also knew that he would have more endurance now, and would be able to really fuck her hard if he wanted to. But then some sense of understanding kicked in and he started to feel remorseful towards Nova. Fucking her hard wasn't a good idea. He hadn't considered what a rough encounter like that could do to someone so fragile or how it might make his own post-nut guilt even worse.

Additionally, what if he stayed hard even after they'd finished the second time? This was definitely within the realm of possibility, as he found himself more aroused by cute companion than he had ever been before.