Pairing: MomoKai
Rating: M
Summary: Beyond Physical.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.
Notes: Some grammar mistakes might be found, I apologise.

Metaphysics

"What is there, then, that can be esteemed true? Perhaps this only, that there is absolutely nothing certain." Rene Descartes.

Momoshiro was being pressed against his room door. Eyes closed and hands grabbing Kaidoh's hair while the taller boy nibbled his ears. He thought about how it all had ended the previous occasions and he wished that this time was not like that. His thoughts did not remain much time in his head. The lips of his rival that were devouring his neck and the clavicle area made them disappear.

His hips and thighs rubbed even more intensely and Momo growled when his lips were parted by Kaidoh's tongue, who started kissing him holding the smaller boy's hips with both hands, controlling the swaying of his bodies. The snake's squinted eyes were fixed in his, those deep eyes in which he loved to drown into whenever they were kissing.

He just wished that this time was not like the previous ones.

The contact of their bodies was making all of his senses become numb. Momo wanted to say to Kaidoh how much he liked him, how much he wanted him, how much he loved him, but his mouth could only let out soft groans as the other boy's tongue invaded it.

One of Kaidoh's hands roughly removed the other boy's t-shirt and then slammed his wrists over his head. He held them there while the other hand slid from Momo's bellybutton down to inside his jeans.

Momo screamed when he felt the other boy thrusting from the base to the top of his lenght, accompanying the movement with the top of his knee which pressed in between his legs. It was difficult for him to stop thinking about Kaidoh even for a little bit. If Inui could analyze his daily thoughts, he would say that 95 of them involved Kaidoh in some way. He adored being with him, the sensations felt like electricity inside his spine and he wanted this to last forever, but he was afraid that this time was going to be like all the previous ones.

Kaidoh began to increase the pace which was making Momo moan louder. The shivering of his body and the temperature of his cheeks were warning him that the climax was coming, so he placed his forehead in Kaidoh's shoulders and one of his hands on top of the other boy's to accompany the movement.

His vision became black, and as he reached completion and shouted the name of his lover, his eyes opened.

He did not want this time to be like the previous ones, but no matter how much he did... it was always the same. Momoshiro sat down, throat closed, and in the darkness of the night he got off from bed to wash himself up.

"I see so manifestly that there are no certain indications by which we may clearly distinguish wakefulness from sleep." Rene Descartes.