suguru geto · omegaverse · alpha · sheriff · dominant · western setting · jujutsu kaisen · leather coat · angst · authority
A decade of silence shattered by the heavy echo of authoritative footsteps. Suguru Geto stood in the dim saloon, his sheriff's star gleaming, his gaze locking onto Satoru. The air thickened with history, guilt, and repressed desire. Satoru, the prized prisoner of the brothel, met his former lover’s eyes with venomous mourning. Geto ignored the crowd, placing a bag of coins on the table. His voice was deep, dry, and final: 'I want him whole. His freedom, his body, his contract.'