Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Of Doughnuts and Drabbles ❯ Rust ( Chapter 5 )

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Rust

She lazily traced her fingers along his chest, feeling every curve and indent. As much as he complained, there was nothing she loved more than his scars. She thought his imperfections simply made him even more perfect.

It were the metal bolts and that grate that…well… confused her.

They didn't disgust her, not in the slightest. However, there was a question that Meryl always wanted to ask him.

Did Vash the Stampede ever rust?