Precursors knew what she wanted to do to him. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks while her eyes turned a mix of pink, red, and yellow. Snow tried to change them to the purple shade they were normally but they refused to change, nothing new for her though; her powers never did act, as she wanted them too.

Jak turned his head looking over his shoulder at Snow as she sat quietly on the chair. He grimaced; I hope I wasn't too hard on her… he could feel his dark half wanting to break free and run to her. Jak turned back to the eggs and tried to think of something to say, why is this suddenly so award?

Before another thought could pass through his mind, Snow was behind him, wrapping her arms around his lean waist and gently circling his nipple. "S-S-Snow?" Jak stammered his body going instantly hard. I have to be dreaming! He looked over his shoulder to see if she was still sitting in the chair, she was. Fuzzy precursors what was going on with him?

Chapter 19

Snow daydreamed about being behind Jak and rubbing her hands on his lean body… She could never do that though. Her mind continued to wonder, just as her hands did I her daydream. Up, down, to his hard belly down to his boxers. She would tease him a little gently rubbing him through the thin fabric, and after getting him rock hard, she'd slowly push her hands through the blond curls that lead to his manhood.

Jak stood in front of the skillet as he felt Snow's hands all over his body, but every time he looked at her, she was still sitting in the chair with her eyes a swirling odd pinkish yellowish color. He sucked his breath in sharply as the feel of her slender fingers touched his shaft. Looking down he could see that there was nothing there, accept his rising boner. Flipping an egg, he tried to shack the feeling, it is just my mind playing tricks on me. Jak thought to himself grinding his teeth.

Flipping the other egg he couldn't help but let out a deep groan of pleasure as Snow's invisible hands stroked him masterfully. That deep feral groan awoke Snow from her daydream to find Jak not at the stove but behind her. "J-Jak?" the words barley made it out of her mouth before he captured them with his own. Moaning sweetly, Snow had no idea a kiss from behind could be so good.

"Snow…" He said sternly yet lubberly. "Are you using your powers on me?" His head gestured to his swollen shaft.

She blushed a bright red as her eyes turned pale pink. "No, no…" she stopped thinking about what she had just been daydreaming about. "I…well…" her face turned redder, which seemed almost impossible, "I was thinking…about something, that involved you and me…sexually."

Jak rolled his eyes then kissed her passionately. "Well, no more thinking for you, not until I get breakfast done for us." He moved away from her and over to the stove, his shaft still hard and painfully noticeable.

Snow bit her bottom lip unable to contain her imagination for even a moment.

As Jak poked one of the eggs, he felt his shaft being wrapped in something warm and wet. Turning his head, he looked at Snow who had the odd coloring to her eyes again. That's it! The coloring must mean her powers are active. "Snow." He hollered over his shoulders to her. Jak bit his lip, as more of his shaft was forced even deeper into the warmth. "Snow!" He yelped grabbing the stoves sides, his knees felt like they would buckle in at any moment. After two minutes of the torture, he flipped the eggs onto a plate and growled deep.

The next thing he knew Snow was in front of him, pushing him away from the stove and into a near by chair. Her eyes were green now, and she licked her lips in anticipation for what was to come.