Okay, I finally got around to this! I'm so sorry it took me so long, but I SERIOUSLY appreciate all your support! Trust me, nothing makes my day better than seeing all the reviews about how you like my writing! :D Thank you so much!

Anyway, this was requested by wonderfulwillow3. Rated M. Rydellington! Enjoy!

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"Rydel!"

Rydel turned, seeing Riker looking at her, and he waved her over. It was the middle of band rehearsal, and their concert for Boston would be in a little less than two hours. She walked over, and he turned and looked into some boxes.

"Yeah, Riker?" she asked as she took a sip from the water bottle she was holding.

"I can't find my amplifier," Riker said. "Ratliff, Rocky, Ross and Ryland are already looking for it, but it's like it disappeared. Have you seen it?"

"No. I'll help look for it. I just hope Rocky and Ross don't destroy anything looking for it." As soon as she said the last sentence, a crash sounded throughout the empty auditorium. Then Ross's voice yelling "Rocky!" Riker chuckled at his younger brothers, shaking his head.

"Anyway, I need it. It's the main one we use. I hope we find it before the concert."

"It's got to be somewhere here," Rydel said, and walked past him, searching the boxes stacked backstage. She could see Ross and Rocky trying to place a bunch of cables and electronic boxes back into another box, but couldn't make it all fit.

She didn't stop to help (they had to figure it out sometime, right?) and jogged down a set of stairs. She saw Ellington standing in the hallway, staring at his phone. Rydel smirked and walked up to him.

"How's the looking going?"

"Oh! Hey Dells," Ellington said, shoving his phone into the back pocket of his skinny jeans. He grinned. "I haven't found Riker's amplifier, if that's what you mean."

"Yeah. Me neither. And I don't think Ross and Rocky have either. They're probably still trying to put everything back into the box they knocked over." Almost on cue, another bang sounded from above them. They both laughed, and Rydel sighed.

"Want to search together?"

"Yeah. We better find it. We only have an hour and thirty minutes until our show," Ratliff said. Rydel walked down the hall, and Ellington trailed behind her. Rydel turned a corner, and found a single small door.

"Let's look in here," she gestured to the door. She opened it up, where she noticed the doorknob was loose. Inside, she only saw darkness. She couldn't see anything, and there was no light switch.

"Is it in there?" Ellington asked from behind her.

"I can't see." Rydel squinted.

"Well, move!" Ellington lightly shoved her playfully, and she stumbled inside. She immediately slammed into what felt like shelves, and rubbed her forehead.

"Ow! Ratliff…"

"Sorry, sorry. Let me look. Move." He walked in, which wasn't a good idea because Rydel knew it was tight and tiny, whatever this room was. She felt his elbow jab her in the back, and he cursed.

"What is this…?"

Suddenly the door slammed shut behind him, locking him against her. They both jolted in surprise, and Ratliff's Converse shoe whacked against… a broom? Was this a janitor's closet?

Before she could react, the broom fell on its side and whacked the metal doorknob. Rydel's eyes widened as she watched it fall off, it must've been so loose, and she let out a curse.

"Ratliff!" She shoved him behind her and tried opening the door, but without the doorknob, it was impossible. She let out a frustrated groan.

"Sorry! Okay, maybe I can fix this." Ratliff wedged her back behind him, like she did to him, and started fiddling with it. He spent several minutes poking and mumbling under his breath, Rydel standing impatiently behind him. She felt like she couldn't breathe in the tiny closet.

"Okay… I can't fix it," Ellington declared bravely. "But… I'm sure there's a way out of here." He turned on the light on his phone and they finally got a good look at the room they were trapped in for now.

A bottle of window cleaner. Several paper-towel rolls. A package of toilet paper. A mop and a broom were in the corner, the broom laying on the floor thanks to Ellington. There was the smell of lemon wood polish in the air.

"We're in a janitor's closet," Ratliff stated. Rydel gave him a sharp look.

"Gee, I couldn't tell, Ellington!" Rydel snapped. She groaned and sunk down to a sitting positon, her back pushing against the uncomfortable metal shelves, her head almost knocking over a bottle of carpet cleaner. Ellington slowly sank down across from her, their knees bent, their feet going past eah other and almost touching the opposite wall, it was that tiny.

"Calm down, Dells. Look. I'll just text the others that we're stuck and they'll come get us." He picked up his phone, but as soon as he did, the light that allowed them to see blinked out, and Ratliff cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Uh…"

"Well? Text them! I'm kind of restless, if you didn't notice!"

"I might've forgotten to charge it…"

Rydel groaned and hung her head, her bangs covering her vision for a moment. "Well, that's just perfect, Ell! How long do you think we'll be stuck here?"

"Hey, I'm not that bad," Ellington said, slightly hurt.

Rydel sighed, rolling her shoulders. "Yeah. I know. You're really nice, Ellington. I just… I just kind of get restless in tiny rooms like these for a long time. Plus, our show! How long…?"

"I don't know," Ellington admitted. "Okay, the others will look for us soon. Right? They'll notice we're not there and find us."

"I hope so," Rydel said. "Sometimes Ross can be such a dumbass."

Ellington laughed, and Rydel relaxed slightly. She sighed, and they sat in silence for a few minutes, but she felt so nervous and restless. Ellington noticed and placed his hand on her knee, making her pause for a second at his touch.

"Hey. Listen to me. We'll be fine. Just… take a deep breath or something." Rydel did as he said, inhaling slowly. Ellington nodded, and rubbed her knee slowly.

"Okay. We'll be fine. I'm guessing you're claustrophobic from the way you're acting."

"No… I mean, claustrophobic means you can't handle being close to anything. It's just the small rooms that annoy me, not like close proximity from people."

"I think that's the same thing…" Rydel shrugged, sighing and closing her eyes. His hand still rubbed her knee soothingly, but she still felt tense.

"Rydel, is there anything I can do to get you to relax a little?" Ellington said, his own voice a little strained. Rydel shrugged, the stress eating at her like a little bug biting her.

Ellington sighed, pulling her closer to him. Soon she was in his lap, and he was hugging her, trying to calm her down a little. Rydel relaxed against his chest, and he smiled.

"Better?"

"Yeah."

She turned to look at him, and he stared at her for a long heavy moment, his eyes boring deep into hers. Silence cased around them, and she held her breath for a second.

And then they were kissing.

His hands were roaming her body, his lips eager and hungry. Rydel moaned into the kiss. Her first kiss. With Ellington. It seemed too perfect to be true, but her senses were going in a frenzy. This had to be real.

She still had her back pressed against his chest, her head turned so she could kiss him. His tongue ran along her upper lip, begging for an entrance. She opened her mouth with a sigh, and his hands rubbed her stomach in the front. She laughed a little.

They pulled away for a second, but he quickly pushed his lips back on hers. It became fast-paced and breathless, their gasps the only sound in the room as they pulled away every few moments to catch their breath.

It started to become more heated. His hands were starting to tug at her shirt, and she gasped.

"Rydel…" he moaned. "I think I want you."

"We don't have a lot of time," she reminded him, and he kissed her before pulling away again. A giggle escaped from her.

"We'll make it fast. I won't be able to focus during the show if I don't get it." As he spoke, his hands sneaked to the skirt she was wearing. He pushed it down slightly, to her knees, along with her panties. She gasped as his fingers brushed against her, and shivered.

He grumbled a few curses as he tried shaking his jeans down. She lifted her bottom a little off his lap so he could push his pants down to his knees, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto his lap. She could feel him, pressing against her, so close to entering her, but he teased her.

"Ellington Lee Ratliff," Rydel gasped. "This is not the time to tease."

He only chuckled, deep from his throat, and his hand snuck to between her legs. She gasped as he entered a finger inside of her, and another.

Her walls tightened around his skinny fingers, and he smirked. He kissed her neck, and she felt feverishly hot in her clothes still. A soft moan escaped her lips as another finger entered her, and he started to finger her hard after letting her adjust to the feel.

The feeling was amazing. Her gasps filled the room, and she only inhaled on every short breath she let out, her air getting shorter and shorter. Something inside tugged at her gut, and she felt her orgasm come.

Ellington smirked again in victory, lifting his fingers to his lips and slowly licking her juices off his fingers. The sight turned her on immensely, and Ellington reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom. She watched as he put it on, and he leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"Come on, Rydel. Ride me. Isn't that what you want?" His voice was seductive and rough, and Rydel whimpered. Then embarrassment fell over her, her face turning pink slightly.

"I don't… I don't know how…"

Ratliff seemed to find that amusing, and he chuckled darkly. "I'll teach you then." Oh Lord.

He grabbed her hips with his warm hands, his grip surprisingly strong. He slowly pulled her hips down, and she gasped as he entered her slowly.

Pain stabbed inside of her for a second, but he didn't stop at her gasp. He only moved her hips, guiding her to move up and down on him, and they both moaned. The pain slowly vanished, being replaced with pleasure. He inhaled a sharp breath, and Rydel started to move her hips with his hands.

"Is this right?" she asked teasingly, and he only moaned in response. He started to thrust his hips, going up as she went down. She let out a cry, and Ellington moaned louder.

"Ride me, Rydel," Ellington begged, their hips moving in sync. "Ride me fast and hard, Rydel. Oh God. You feel… so… good…" Her body felt so hot, her back sticky with sweat.

He felt amazing, going deeper and deeper inside of her as she rode him. She felt her second orgasm start to build, and his hand snuck to her clit, and his thumb started to rub the little bundle of nerve that waited in front of her lips.

Rydel let out a cry, gasping and exhaling. "Oh god! Ellington… Ellington…! Oh God!"

He let out a deep moan, slamming his hips one more time, before she let out a cry and came. He threw his head back, and she felt his release.

The feeling was new and fresh and amazing to her. She felt weak and heavy and hot as she collapsed back against his chest, her breathing suddenly slow and deep. Her body felt sore and sweaty, and she gasped silently.

"Rydel… that was… amazing…" he panted. Rydel giggled, a giddy feeling in her stomach.

"Come on. We have to get ready," she whispered. Ellington sighed reluctantly, put pulled out of her. She pulled her skirt back up, and he pulled his jeans back up after taking the condom off and throwing it away in the small trash can in the corner of the closet.

Right when Ellington stood up with her, they heard voices and footsteps. Then Riker's voice, and the door swung open. Rydel quickly finger-combed her hair just in case.

"There you guys are!" Ryland exclaimed from behind Riker. "How long were you locked in there? It's almost time to perform, we've been looking all over for you!"

"We were looking for the amplifier and the doorknob fell off," Ratliff explained. Ross shook his head, and smiled in relief.

"Well, at least we found you. What did you do until we found you?"

"Ratliff just showed me some tricks," Rydel said, before giving Ellington a knowing smile. He grinned back. The others had already moved on, walking back to the stage. But Riker gave her a smirk, and she blushed immediately. Sometimes it was a bad thing Riker could read her so well.

While Rydel followed her bandmates, Ellington walked with Rocky and Riker slowed down to smile at her innocently.

"Not a word, Riker," Rydel warned, her face flushed with humiliation. Riker laughed, shaking his head.

"Oh, by the way, I 'found' the amplifier right next to Ellington's drums after you and Ratliff seemingly disappeared." From his smile, she got suspicious.

"Wait… did you… did you mean to hide that so me and Ellington would hook up?" Rydel asked in a harsh whisper. Riker laughed.

"How could you even plan something like that? What if me and Ellington didn't decide to work together?" Rydel asked. "How…?"

"I figured it was a chance worth taking. I've seen the sexual tension between you two. I figured I might as well help get the ball rolling." Riker grinned. "Although I didn't think it'd work that well."

"Riker!" She shoved him in the chest, and only got more laughter. Rydel's face was no doubt red, and Riker wrapped her in a hug.

"Don't worry. I didn't tell anyone or anything. Just promise to use protection all the time. I don't need my little sister becoming pregnant before I even get a girlfriend." Rydel laughed, and Riker sighed happily.

When they got to the stage, Riker went to talk and jump around with Ross. Ellington walked up to her, smiling slightly still. "What did Riker talk to you about?"

"Well… apparently, that was his doing."

Ellington chuckled. "Typical Riker. Kudos to him though. It worked."

"I know," Rydel laughed with him.

He leaned closer, his mouth near her ear. "I would like to teach you more tricks later," Ellington said, lowering his voice to a seductive tone. "That was only beginner's training."

Rydel smiled. "After the show."

"Sounds like a plan."

There we go! I know it's horribly short, and I'm not sure about the ending, but I wrote this while I was at my grandmother's house and my music is playing, so I was a lot more distracted than usual. (I'm ALWAYS distracted, but usually not enough to make me forget what I was typing about.)

Anyway, remember that I'm doing an Auslly one-shot next! And after that, I'm going to do the one-shot requested by Jadewashere, and then a Riaura by a guest. I'm probably being selfish, choosing all this Riaura, but I LOVE them. But for those Raura fans, I'm going to release my own one-shot of them a little later!

Thanks for reading, my lovelies!

~Cynthia