This is where the incest starts, you were all warned.
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Prologue – My Name Is Cosmos
(Part Two)
It was six days after Lavender's dismissal when my life suddenly began its journey as…an intoxicating nightmare.
I remained quite oblivious to it all; after all I was still very angry with Mom for what she had done. It felt as though she had taken away whatever meagre amount of normality my life had to it, and crushed it without mercy.
It started off with a mere glances at first. With myself being fifteen, I didn't really find anything wrong with it back then. But when the glances became long, drawn out smouldering stares, I began to feel…a little nervous. Of course I shook it off, why wouldn't I?
It obviously couldn't mean anything, right? And besides, I was still furious with her for what she had done to me. There was nothing she could do to change that!
Hah…
The touches came next, some simple yet affectionate. A wing brushing my shoulder, a nuzzle against my neck, a kiss upon my head as I went to bed, denying her offers for a late night cuddle.
Other touches were…not so innocent.
They appeared to be accidents at first, silly little trips and slips that would allow her to brush a wing, a hoof…a muzzle against me. Against my barrel, my side, my stomach, my…personal area. It always happened fast at first, usually followed up with an embarrassed apology and dismissive laugh.
But then there was that one time…when she walked into me, appearing to be in thought and unaware of where she was walking.
Namely a surprisingly empty corridor, away from the regiment of guards who usually patrolled that area.
Convenient, no?
Heh, I didn't think so, I probably should have.
We fell to the floor in tangled mess of limbs and surprised yelps. Mine were muffled by Mom's left wing, hers were…unobstructed yet still somewhat quiet. If I hadn't known any better, I would have thought that she didn't want to alert anyone.
I didn't know any better.
In any case I was kind of distracted, mostly by a rather immense pain in my…uh, private area. I still don't know what had hit it, but by Luna was I was agony!
Mom knew. It obviously showed on my expression when we managed to stand back up.
"Oh I'm so sorry sweetie, are you okay?" she asked, practically smothering me as she checked me over.
"I'm fine Mom," I wheezed, trying and failing not to wince as I leaned back a little.
But like I said, Mom wasn't fooled. Her eyes quickly snapped down onto my area in concern, not a blush or giggle, or even a simple roll of the eyes did she show. Nay, instead her expression softened, becoming worried and loving all at once.
"I'm sorry Cosmos, I must have hit it when we fell," she apologized softly, her horn lighting up as her magic opened a chamber door to my left. "Come in here honey, I want to make sure you're alright."
"Mom, I'm fine," I groaned, shaking my head dismissively as I made to turn around.
I wasn't, but I was still angry with her and thus I did what a teenager would. Act out in whatever way they could.
This time however, Mom apparently wasn't in the mood to respond to my dismissal. She made this fairly obvious when I began to walk backwards…through the air.
I tried, oh how I tried to fight back. I lit up my own magic and tried to cancel her simple spell out, but alas, it was MOM who had cast it.
She merely tittered at my attempt.
"Now, now sweetie, I just want to take a look," she soothed, turning me around. Her horn flared slightly as she did so and I quickly felt my powers wane. I struggled to fight back, using every ounce of my mental discipline to do so. It was all in vein unfortunately, and thus within seven seconds my magic inevitably become suppressed.
"My magic!"
"You'll get it back once I've taken a look," Mom explained, smiling a tad smugly as she levitated me alongside her into the chamber.
Said chamber was pretty plain. It had a large bed to sleep on, a similarly big rug to relax on, a fireplace that was unlit, and various tables and draws throughout the room. My attention was swiftly snapped right back onto Mom however when she placed my flank on the rug and smiled warmly.
And then she bent her head down to look.
"Mom!" I snapped, more embarrassed than angry. "I've already told you, I feel fine!"
Mom flicked her eyes up at me and sighed deeply, before leaning back up and giving me a rather disappointed frown.
"Don't you care about how I feel?" she asked quietly.
"W-What?"
Where did that come from?
Mom sighed once more and looked right at my eyes, forcing me to fidget out of sheer instinct.
"I love you Cosmos. You're my son, my blood, my whole world. Every decision that I make, I do with you in mind. I understand that you're angry for what I did to Miss Fragrance. I understand that you felt something…more for her than you would another pony in our home."
Her warm smile seemed to waver slightly for a few moments, becoming almost…envious, as if the very thought of me feeling something for another bothered her.
But surely it couldn't be so simple, there had to be some sort of actual reason for it.
Right?
She placed a hoof under my cheek and stroked it softly, her smile warm and compassionate once more.
"But please understand that everything I do, I do to protect you," she continued. "Miss Fragrance's ministrations with you were not innocent, Cosmos."
Not innocent?
"We were only kissing, Mom," I mumbled, looking down in slight embarrassment as I did so.
I wish I hadn't, I would have seen the flash of fury within her eyes.
"No sweetie, you were only kissing," Mom countered, lifting my eyes to hers, gazing down at me apologetically. "You were wholly innocent in that regard. Miss Fragrance however…was not."
"What do you mean?"
Mom sighed and closed her eyes, as if what she were about to say was infinitely painful.
"Honey," she said, opening her eyes once more. "Miss Fragrance was only pretending. Everything she did, everything she said and would have you believe, was a lie."
W-What?!
"No, no you're lying!"
"I wish I were baby," she sighed, regarding me sadly. "A servant found notes with her magical signature coating all of them. All of her plans were written within, each describing how she was going to use your naivety to her advantage and marry into royalty."
No…it can't be true…
"I'm sorry sweetie, but Miss Fragrance was using your lack of know-how to her advantage. When I found this out, I simply had no other choice than to dismiss her from my staff…I'm sorry."
I must have stood there in silence for hours, even if it really was just a couple of minutes. Mom was stroking my cheek, my back and forehead comfortingly, soothingly.
"I…I don't know what to do now," I whispered sadly.
I truly wish I knew everything back then…I truly wish that I could have realized just how easily I fell into her soft, strong, gilded embrace.
For the next thing I felt, I knew…was Mom's lips pressing against my own. I was too shocked to respond. And even when she pulled back, a soft smile adoring her muzzle, I still failed to muster up more than a single, stuttered word.
"M-Mom?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"W-What was…that?"
Mom chuckled lightly at my stunned expression, before moving ever so slightly closer and brushing her muzzle against my own.
"That, my beautiful son…was my love," she gently explained. "Every false show of affection Miss Fragrance forced on you, every peck, every kiss and deceiving display, I have washed away."
"O-Oh."
"Do you not feel better now I have removed…that unfortunate burden?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow curiously.
I…I did feel a little better actually.
"I…I think so," I admitted, surprisingly comfortable with Mom's invasion of my privacy.
Mom smiled at my confession and nuzzled me for a few moments more, planting one more kiss upon my lips before moving back a touch.
"You feel that way because there is nopony, my son, not a one that will ever love you as much as I do. They will never understand you, what you like, what you don't."
"B-But isn't it…wrong?" I asked, wincing slightly at the sudden frown across her face.
"What, to love you like I do? To want to love, to care for you, to protect you from those who would only break your heart and hurt you? No, that will never be wrong in my eyes." She tilted her head slightly as she gazed at me. "Why? Do you find it wrong, my darling? Do you not love me like I do you? Do you not care for me, for my heart and needs as I do yours?"
Her tone wasn't accusing, but it might as well have been given the way I instantly tried to deny her questions.
I didn't know why I was so eager to appease her…
"No, no, I do, I d-"
"Then relax sweetie," she interrupted, a wide smile on her face. "And let me make sure you're okay."
The subject was changed so swiftly, so jarringly that I barely managed to blink before she leaned down, moving my hooves gently out of the way.
"Now then, which one did I hit honey?" she asked, paying my red face no mind when she flicked her eyes back up at me.
"I, uh…the left I think," I stammered, trying my absolute best not to panic or feel…violated.
She was doing this because she loved me; there was no reason to feel anything other than thankful…right?
"Oh, this one then?" she asked, an unmistakably uncovered hoof touching it gently.
She's only doing this because she wants to make sure I'm okay…
I fidgeted nervously as the all too familiar signs of arousal began to make themselves known.
She's only making sure that I'm okay; she's only making sure that I'm…
"O-Other left," I mumbled quietly, fighting back the flushed heat on my cheeks.
"Ah, okay then sweetie," she chuckled lightly, moving her hoof onto the other…uh, thing, before proceeding to rub it gently. "Does that feel nice, baby?"
…
Wow, it actually feels quite good.
"Cosmos?"
"Mhmm?"
Mom's giggles snapped me out of my trance, causing me to glance down out of instinct. She looked up at me as I did so and smiled lovingly.
"I'm going to do something now sweetie," she explained tenderly. "It might shock you at first, but I promise that it'll make you feel really good, okay?"
I, of course, had absolutely no idea what she was going on about. Fifteen though I was, I had never actually done anything to myself yet. Most stallions would either be in disbelief or laughter at hearing that…but it wasn't my fault, truly. I may have been a living mix of intense hormones, but I rarely managed to get any time to myself. Servants were in and out, maids too.
Sometimes I wonder if Mom knew this as well…
"Now," Mom began. "I want you to close your eyes and take deep breaths, okay?"
I was unsure, yet nodded all the same and did as she asked, closing my eyes and breathing slow, deep breaths.
"Such a good boy…"
…
The sudden warm, yet quite damp sensation around my arousal actually caused me to yelp quietly in surprise, a firm suckling motion smoothly following.
But, remembering Mom's instructions, I kept my eyes closed and tried my best to continue taking deep, steadying breaths. This only became harder as a strange sensation began to make itself known, bringing harsh, sudden gasps from me.
What happened next was…nigh indescribable.
A sensation I had felt not a once in my life completely overwhelmed me, causing my hips to buck uncontrollably as something all but forced itself out of my length. The sensation continued for a good amount of time, nought but gasps and moans leaving my muzzle until…it finally stopped.
…
…
…
"Open your eyes honey."
Grinning dazedly, I obeyed and found myself looking straight into the eyes of a very pleased Mom, at least if her affectionate smile and warm eyes were anything to consider.
"Was that good sweetie?" she asked lovingly, her wings wrapping themselves around me firmly, yet gently.
"Y-Yeah…"
She smiled.
"Do you want to feel it again?"
At that moment, all of what little I knew, all of my worries about morality, about what was right and wrong were simply not there.
And thus, stupidly, my ears perked up happily and I nodded like a fool.
Her smile widened.
"Then give me a kiss, baby."
…
It was foolish, it was pathetic, and I despise who I was when I made that decision. But alas…it was made.
And made with a kiss, one that Mom quickly took dominance over.
Heh…
It is only now that I realize it was not just a pleased expression within that smile of hers, but also triumphant, satisfied. As if a plan had finally come to fruition. As if she had just won something great.
Looking back, I realize now that she did. And unfortunately it only escalated, it only got worse.
And I have no one but myself to blame.
End Of Part Two
Okay, so there's going to be a few parts to this prologue, before it eventually cracks right back on with the juicy stuff.
This is all just to explain why Cosmos, as you will soon see, is such an emotional mess of a guy.
Til next time, sorry about the wait XD