Pilot Predator (OCs x RWBY)

Protocol 1

Pilot Ghost skipped through the hallway, his girlfriend in tow.
She conversed with Ruby as they arrived at the pilots dorm. Ghost cracked the door open slightly, peeking his head through.
He growled internally as he noticed the place was a mess.

Stuff that lay on desks and dressers were knocked over and some desks were tipped slightly.
He shifted his gaze to Yeta's messy bed, where a specific white-haired heiress and golden blonde slept, naked under the blanket.

He rolled his eyes and stepped in. He started fixing everything, sighing and ignoring everything that had a... substance on it.

Ruby and Blake stepped inside, and their jaws dropped. They gazed around the room, wincing at the mess. Blake let out a quiet chuckle as she noticed her two teammates lying in bed.

Ghost swallowed a hurl as he stepped over some clothes that lay scattered around the room, mostly trailing from the door to the rest of the room.

They seriously did it EVERYWHERE!?

Ghost fixed the last thing he could and sighed, before the sound of a door opening was heard.
He shot his head to the source to see his partner staggering out.

Yeta's muscled body was covered in scars, old battle ones, and-
He had old, healed scars of shrapnel along his stomach, a long blade cut across his chest, and a few bullet-hole-shaled scars in his shoulder and legs.

This wasn't what concerned the three.

Yeta had new... marks all along his neck.

Kiss marks also covered his entire body, mostly centered on his face and the area just above his boxers.

"Incase you're wondering- Yes, they left my tie on the whole time and pulled on it 24/7." Yeta rubbed his neck and sighed as he glanced over to the girls who slept soundly in bed.

"...who finished how many times-" Blake asked before everyone shot their heads to her.
"Blake!" They yelled, making her cower.

"We don't need to talk about that..." Yeta winced as he curled into fetal position.
"Holy shit-" Ghost stared at his teammate as he cried.

Yeta muttered some numbers under his breath, which only Blake and Ghost seemed to catch.

"Why did you count-? Most of all- WHY EVERYWHERE!?" Ghost yelled, making Yang groan and yawn. Yeta shushed him, but to no use.

"Good Morning, everyone... and the answer to both of those- because it's kinky." She narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend with a seductive smirk, who ignored her and rocked back and forth.

"Yang! Get some clothes on!" Ruby covered her eyes and Ghost looked away as the blanket fell off the blonde's chest.

"No can do. I can't even get up. Fuck, that was... Babe, care to be a gentleman?" She patted her thigh as he sighed and sat up, getting some clothes for the girls. Yeta walked over as Weiss yawned and stretched cutely.

"Morning, Snowflake." Yeta mumbled as he threw a gray hoodie at Yang's face. He leaned over and kissed her head as her eyes widened.
"D-did we-" Yeta rubbed her head as her face became pink, but worried.

"Yes- so sorry about that- I tried to talk you out of it-" Weiss put a finger over his lips with a nervous smile.

"Not that, you dunce. I mean- I'm satisfied that it was you- but what if we-" Her eyes darted around the room, noticing the others.
"Get out of here-!" She pointed at them, her face bloody red. The two Y's chuckled as the other three bolted out.

"If you mean getting pregnant- I got a feeling the plot has us covered." Yeta winked at the camera, much to the girl's confusion.
"You're cleaning this up, though." Weiss stared at him, making him shoot his head back.