Nights In Jail (E X E)
Ch 1
Inside a cell, the hierarchy of the world has been stripped away. There is no "prisoner" or "guard" here—only the primal, overwhelming surge of a Pure Enigma’s rut.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
...
Molly's member was thick and hard, a steel rod that pulsed with the beat of his heart. He was thrusting into Garry with a force that left Garry gasping, his body stretching to accommodate Molly's girth. The pain was exquisite, a sharp, biting sensation that only served to heighten Garry's pleasure.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
*gasping
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*Thrusting
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
*Gasping
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*Thrusting*
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Why are you shaking? You like this, don't you?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Tell me you like it.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Wait, nooo... please no.
Molly's hands roamed over Garry's body, his touch leaving trails of fire in its wake. He cupped Garry's ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, pulling him closer. Garry could feel the heat of Molly's body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with every thrust.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*Thrusting*
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(My stomach... it hurts so much, I can't think...)
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
You aren't going anywhere.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
You’re mine forever
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
... do you understand?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Mine.
The first wave of the rut's peak hit them like a tidal wave, crashing over their bodies with a force that left them both breathless. Molly's cock pulsed inside Garry, his seed spilling out in hot, sticky bursts. Garry could feel the knot forming, the thick, swollen base of Molly's cock locking them together.
They were stuck like that, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion and desire. Molly's rut was relentless, his body demanding and insatiable. He took Garry in every position imaginable, his cock sliding in and out of Garry's tight hole with a rhythm that was as old as time itself.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Say it.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Say that you like it.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Yes! I like it... But... please stop, just for a second.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
It's too much... please, no more.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
I'll do anything you want, just stop.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Anything?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Then promise me, you're mine forever.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
I promise!
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
I'm yours!
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
I’m yours forever!
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Just... let me breathe...
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(What is happening...? )
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(The ceiling... I’ve been staring at that same crack in the stone for how long? Who is this person pinning me down?)
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
(Groaning) 💨🔥
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(Three weeks.)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(It’s been three weeks and he hasn't stopped. Every time I think the fire has burned out, he finds another spark.)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(When will this stop? I can't... I can't feel my lower body anymore.)
The intensity reaches a deafening crescendo. Molly’s breath hitches, a jagged sound tearing from his throat as his grip on Garry’s wrists tightens to a bruising point. The Pure Enigma’s power flares one last time, a blinding wave of pheromones that floods the small cell, forcing Garry to gasp for air.
With a final, guttural groan, Molly reaches his climax. The tension that held his body like a coiled spring snaps instantly.
Molly’s eyes roll back, the obsidian darkness finally fading as his strength leaves him. He sags forward, his heavy frame collapsing onto Garry’s chest. He is out cold—completely fainted from the sheer physical toll of a two-day rut.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
...
Garry lies there, pinned by the dead weight of the man who just dismantled his reality, staring up at the dark ceiling as the sound of the belt finally stops echoing.
Ch 2
The first thing Garry felt was the cold. The second was the excruciating ache in every joint of his body. He opened his eyes, staring at the damp ceiling of Cell 402. The weight on his chest was Molly, still unconscious, his breathing deep and rhythmic.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Garry’s mind flashed back to forty-eight hours ago. He wasn't supposed to be here. He was supposed to be in the quiet block, finishing his sentence in peace.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
*Whispering to himself*
Those... those absolute monsters. 💢
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Miller, Jackson... you bastards. You knew. They knew Russo was here. They knew his rut was coming.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
They shoved me in here and locked the door just to see me get torn apart.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
They laughed while I was screaming for them to open the gate. I’ll see them rot for this. I’ll make sure they never walk straight again if I ever get my hands on them.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Fucking Bastards.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(ب_ب)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
My poor butt. *rubbing gently*
He looked down at Molly’s sleeping face. The man looked peaceful now, but Garry could still feel the phantom grip of those hands on his wrists. Suddenly, Molly’s finger twitched. A low, gravelly hum started in Molly’s chest—the sign of a Enigma returning to consciousness.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
...
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
*Panicked* No... no, no, no. I can't be here when he opens his eyes. I can't look at him.
With trembling legs, Garry slid out from under Molly, his heart hammering against his ribs. He didn't care about his pride or his belongings. He scrambled to the door—which the guards had finally unlocked an hour ago—and vanished into the shadows of the hallway before Molly’s eyes could flutter open.
The prison courtyard was unnaturally quiet. In the center of the room, Molly Dunker Russo sat in a heavy metal chair as if it were a throne. His aura was no longer chaotic; it was cold, sharp, and lethal.
On the floor in front of him, three men—the bullies who had forced Garry into the cell—were on their knees, their faces pale and slick with sweat.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*Voice like ice* I’m going to ask you one more time. And if the answer is 'a joke' again, I’m going to start pulling teeth. ❄️
? ? ?
*Stuttering*: M-Molly, please! We didn't think... we just thought it’d be funny to see the 'Ice hearted' Garry lose his cool...
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Look at me when I speak. Did you, or did you not, physically force Garry Kasova into my cell knowing my rut had started? ❄️
? ? ?
Bully 2: He... he was just a beta! We thought you would just push him aside!
? ? ?
We didn't think an Enigma like you would actually care about a toy like him!
Molly’s eyes snapped to the second bully. The air in the room suddenly felt twice as heavy, a crushing pressure that made it hard for the men to breathe.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
💢💢💢
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
A toy?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
You used a human being as bait for a beast. You threw him into a furnace.
? ? ?
It was just a joke! It’s prison, man! Everyone does stuff like—
Molly stood up. The movement was so fast the bullies didn't even see him blur. In a second, Molly’s hand was wrapped around the leader’s throat, lifting the grown man off the ground with a single, effortless hand. The bully’s feet kicked uselessly in the air, his face turning a terrifying shade of purple.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*Hissing into his ear* Where is he?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Why hasn't he been in the mess hall? Why isn't he in his bunk?
? ? ?
(Choking) Kasova... he was released! His paperwork cleared yesterday morning... he’s gone, Mr Russo! He’s out!
His grip didn't loosen, but his eyes darkened with a mix of fury and a strange, desperate longing. Garry was gone. The man he had claimed in his madness was out in the world, likely terrified and hating him.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
He’s out?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
And you...
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
You’re the reason his last memories of this place are a nightmare.
Molly leaned closer, his voice a deathly whisper.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
If I ever see your faces again, I won't just kill you. I will make sure you pray for death.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Do you understand? ❄️
The bully leader was so terrified, his eyes bulging, that a dark stain began to spread across the front of his grey prison trousers. The smell of urine hit the floor, but Molly didn't even flinch in disgust. He simply dropped the man like a piece of trash.
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
*To himself, staring at the exit* You think the world is big enough to hide you from me, Garry?
Molly Dunker Russo (ML/E)
Run as far as you want. I’ll find you even if I have to crawl through hell to do it.
Ch 3
Garry barely got the key out of the lock before a small, high-speed projectile slammed into his thigh. Zelson wrapped his arms and legs around Garry’s left shin like a frantic koala.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Whoa! Hey, buddy! **Garry laughed, trying to take a step. He had to drag his left leg, creating a loud swish-thump sound on the floor
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Zel, I need to walk to the kitchen.
Zelson (MC's son)
No. **Zelson mumbled into the denim
Zelson (MC's son)
You stay.
Vorcel leaned against the doorframe, munching on a carrot stick.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Don't bother, Garry. He’s decided you’re a flight risk. He’s been staring at the door for twenty minutes like a widow in a war movie.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
¯\_ಠ_ಠ_/¯
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
I was just 5 minutes late! **Garry protested, waddling forward with the extra thirty pounds attached to his calf
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
To him, that’s a decade **Vorcel smirked
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He told me if you didn't show up by six, he was calling the police.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Why's he so smart??
Zelson (MC's son)
Zelson looked up, eyes narrowing accusingly** You left me forever.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Garry sighed, defeated**
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Fine. I guess I live in the hallway now.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Dinner's on the table, Garry. Sit before you collapse.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
You’re a lifesaver, Vorcel.
They were halfway through dinner when the small TV in the corner flickered with the evening news. The anchor’s voice suddenly sharpened.
"...and in a controversial move, the high-profile inmate Molly Dunker Russo was officially released from the federal facility one month ago. The Russo estate has declined to comment on his current whereabouts..."
A picture flashed on the screen: Molly, looking older, sharper, and more lethal than ever, walking out of the prison gates.
The fork slipped from Garry’s hand, clattering loudly against his plate. His face went ghostly white.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
**Looking at the TV, then at Garry** Garry? Hey, breathe. Is something wrong?
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
(ʘ言ʘ╬)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Voice trembling** That’s... that’s him, Vorcel.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
That’s Zelson’s father.
Vorcel didn't gasp. He didn't drop his wine. Instead, a slow, wicked grin spread across his face as he looked from the TV back to his friend.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Oh... Oh. So that's the guy? I knew you had taste, Garry, but damn.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
The Russo Enigma king himself??
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
This isn't funny! He’s out! He’s actually out there!
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Chuckling** Wait, let me get this straight.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
So he was the one who locked you in that cell for Five hundred- four hours and... well, you know.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He was the one who 'fu*ked' the Ice Prince?
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Vorcel, shut up!
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Zelson is right there!
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He’s busy with his nuggets, he’s fine.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
I’m just saying...
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
No wonder Zelson is so stubborn. He’s got that 'I-own-the-world' Russo DNA.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Did he really bite you as hard as you said? Because on TV, he looks like he could bite through a steel pipe.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Σ(ಠ_ಠ)
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
You are the worst friend in history. I’m having a heart attack and you’re reviewing his jawline?
Vorcel’s smiled, then replaced by a grounded, steady look. He reached across the table and squeezed Garry’s hand.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Okay so Garry, listen to me. Look at me. It’s been five years.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
You’ve changed your name, your hair, your entire life. We’re in a different city, in a different state.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
He said he’d find me. He said it didn't matter where I went.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He was in the middle of a rut and high on pheromones, Garry.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
It was the heat talking. He’s a billionaire with a thousand enemies; he’s got better things to do than hunt down a person he met in a jail cell half a decade ago.
Garry Kasova (MC/RE)
Looking at Zelson** What if he sees him? He looks just like him, Vorcel.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He won't. We’re ghosts, remember?
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
He’s never going to find this place. You’re safe. Zelson is safe.
Vorcel (MC's BFF)
Now, eat your dinner before I start teasing you about the 'Enigma Romance' again.
Garry nodded slowly, but his eyes kept drifting back to the TV.
Somewhere out there, Molly Dunker Russo was free. And deep down, Garry’s recessive biology was humming—a low, terrifying vibration that told him the hunter hadn't forgotten the scent of his prey.
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