A/N: Hey dudes, I recently read a book for school called Worldshaker. I wasn't expecting to like it, but I did. So I read the second book too. And now I'm obsessed with the two main characters, Colbert and Riff. Together they are Riffbert and I ship them so hard!

I would highly recommend this book to anyone and everyone. The author; Richard Harland, is a friggen genius. He is one of the most talented writers I've ever come across. He just has a way with words.

Anyway, unfortunately there is little to no fandom for this book and this ship. So, I'm creating one. EVERYONE WHO IS READING THIS, PLEASE READ THE WORLDSHAKER SERIES! Then come read this fanfiction. RIFFBERT FOREVER!

Lots of love,

TJ

Chapter 1

Col was exhausted and sweating from head to toe.

"Can't we take a break?" He asked, with a groan.

"You ain't breakin' 'till I say." Riff said, harshly.

"Please." He begged. "It's so hot."

"Take off yer' top."

"No way!" He yelled. "It's embarrassing!"

"Suit yer'self Col-bert. Let's continue."

After another five minutes, Col was starting to get the hang of it. Riff no longer could dodge out of the way on every attack, she had to start using her hands to block his hits. Finally, she called a break.

"I was getting better wasn't I?" Col asked.

"A little." Riff admitted.

Col grinned. No longer caring about propriety, he took his shirt off, spraying little beads of sweat everywhere. If he wanted to fight like a filthy, he had to look like a filthy. As he turned back around to face Riff, he realised there was something wrong.

"What is it?" He said, panicking.

He looked behind him and around his room but nothing would explain the shocked look on Riff's face. He then realised she was looking at him.

"Like what you see?" He said, with a smirk.

They didn't say the Porpentines had nice chests for no reason. Riff wasn't making any signs that she was going to move anytime soon so Col walked over to stand in front of her and waved his hand over her face. Her eyes slowly moved up from to his chest to his face.

"Y-you're okay, Co-Col-bert Porpentine." She stuttered.

A shiver ran down his spine as he remembered the last time she had spoken those words. Riff slowly brought up a hand to stroke the muscle that was slowly building on his chest. His breath caught in his throat. Unconsciously, he leaned into her touch. A soft moan escaped his lips as her hand traveled down his chest to rest on his stomach. Without a sound, he brought his lips down to meet Riff's. Their lips grazed together ever so lightly before Riff pulled away with a gasp.

"Is everything ok?" He asked, confused.

"Mm." Riff hummed. "'Twas a shock is all."

Col decided to try again. He slowly brought his hand up to stroke her cheek before bringing his forefinger underneath her chin to lift it up. Ever so slowly, trying not to startle her, he brought his lips down on hers. She responded immediately, tangling her fingers into his hair and lifting herself up to wrap her legs around Col's waist. Col groaned as he reached his hands around her back to softly hold her butt. He then tilted her head to deepen the kiss. Riff let out a sound halfway between a moan and halfway between a snarl. It sounded feral. Col then remembered that this was no upper decks kissing, this was filthy play. And damn did she make him feel filthy. He softly bit down on her bottom lip as he tried to stifle a moan of his own when she rolled her hips against his. She growled and pulled away for air.

"Sorry." He said, panting. "Sorry, we, uh... We should stop."

"Why?" Riff asked. "Ain't you havin' fun?"

"Yeah. That's the problem. Too much fun." Col muttered, as he looked down.

Riff smirked when she saw him trying to awkwardly cover up his boner with his hands.

"Okay, Col-bert." She said, straightening the shirt of her menial outfit. "Whatever yer want."

Then she turned on her heels and marched out of his room.

"Wait!" He called after her, but she was already gone.

"That's not what I meant." He muttered, walking over to sit on his bed.

A/N: In case anyone is wondering, this is set when Riff is teaching Col how to fight in the first book. Duh. Anyway, probably nobody will read this because there is little to no fandom based around Riffbert but I had to try anyway.

Lots of love,

TJ