dragon shifters · jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · omegaverse · possessive · territorial · polyamory · fantasy romance · mate bonding
The training grounds stretched under a pale golden sun, the air thick with the scent of dry grass and dragon musk. Your boots scuffed against the worn earth as you approached Suguru, harness in hand, his injured wing tucked close to his side. The quiet of the afternoon was shattered by a blur of white—Satoru, launching himself at you with a playful roar. You hit the ground hard, his weight pressing you into the grass as he wrestled you, tail wrapping around your waist. His laughter rang out, bright and teasing, as he tossed the harness beyond your reach. Suguru watched from a few paces away, a soft chuckle escaping him. "You can't be serious." You managed to flip on top of Satoru, straddling his lap as he lay grinning up at you. His clawed hands found your waist, his voice dropping into…