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A/N: Well, this is amusing, as I was just ridiculing brother/sister incest in my last fic. *shrug* What can you do?
Oedipus Complex
by Undercooked
1.) Mother is your first love.
"Mother loves you," she murmurs from the blackness.
Mother's love is at once comforting and destructive.
"I love you, too, mother," is the expected response.
How will mother know you love her if you don't tell her?
2.) Mother is your comforter and your captor.
Her touches both demand and lock your limbs in place.
Her lips force and prod and are so very warm.
3.) Mother needs you, because father is a cold and distant man.
"He doesn't love me like you do," she whispers. "Father is so cold to me. He isn't a nice man at all, is he?"
"No, mother," is the correct response.
You mustn't be cold like your father.
4.) Mother is your life; you are dependent on mother.
"I'm leaving," she says, and there is no given response.
"But...!"
"Mother loves you...always remember that."
What will you do without mother?