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George had been angry when James had pushed Josh against his back door,  knife against his neck. George had been angry when James had slammed Josh's head against his counters. George had been angry when James had forced himself onto Josh.

But George was furious when James asked for Josh's last word.

Quickly climbing out from his hiding spot under the table with the rope in hand, he quickly whipped the rope around James' neck like a lassso and hauled him backwards. He tightened his grip as the male stimvled, restricting the older males breathing. He spat harshly into James' ear.

"You ain't fucking touching him, got it?"

Before James could respond, George kicked the back of his knees, forcing James to collapse down onto his knees with a loud thud. George held the rope in one hand, still tight enough to slowly cut off James' breathing, and grabbed a handful of James' hair in the other. His tight grip held James' head in place as he leant down to whisper in it.

"You're vulgar." George whispered harshly, laughing when James gasped for breath. "Never were going to learn, were you?"

"If you kill me then you're no better." James wheezed. George pulled his head back harshly, James' chest shuddering in response.

"Your pleading won't save you. Not now."

"You'll be the dirty, sick monster I am. Surely you don't want everyone-" James gasped, trying to catch his breath, "-thinking of you like that. You can't taint your image."

"Do what I want." George whispered, pushing James' head far enough forward that it almost hit the floor. James' hands slammed down to stop himself from hitting the floor. Josh whimpered, petrified of the situation.

"George, maybe we-"

James wheezed out a laugh, his hands moving to try and grasp at his throat. George only grasped the rope in both hands, pulling in opposite directions. James' eyes widened, his breathing completely cutting off as he helplessly pleaded for mercy.

"Any last words?" George smirked as James' gasps filled the air, the older males' eyes watering in fear.

"Please-Stop-Can't-"

"Night night, killer boy." George whispered, pulling harshly at the rope. Josh squeezed his eyes shut, his hands raised to cover his face from the sight in front of him.

James' final gasps pleaded through the eerily quiet atmosphere before his neck snapped with a sickening crack. Josh cried out at the sound and George loosened his grip on the rope, James' lifeless body falling forwards on the floor. George's eyes widened in realisation, sinking to his knees and checking James' pulse.

Silence.

"I-Is he?" Josh whispered. George nodded, standing up and pulling Josh into a hug. Josh clutched onto him gratefully, burying his head into George's shoulder. George rubbed his back sympathetically.

"You sure this'll work?" Josh murmured, muffled by George's shoulder.

"Course." George coughed, placing a kiss on Josh's cheek. "As long as you help me carry him upstairs."

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It took the two a couple of minutes, and they almost dropped James' body several times, but they managed to haul his body into Josh's bathroom. They dropped him on the floor, George beginning to fasten a noose with the rope on Josh's ceiling fan. Josh sat by James' head, looking into the lifeless brown eyes.

George turned around when he was finished, smiling sadly at Josh, whose attention was solely on James. George sat beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Josh looked up, startled.

"We did the right thing. He'd have killed you and then moved on." George murmured. "I know its horrible, but we saved a few people."

"Suppose." Josh mumbled. "I'll go phone an ambulance and the police. You able to handle him by yourself?"

George nodded, pulling Josh in for a kiss. Josh kissed back, some of his blood smearing on George's face, but George didn't mind. They were finally safe, and George wouldn't trade that for anything.

"I love you." George whispered, smoothing Josh's hair aside when they pulled back, breathless. Josh smiled.

"I love you too." He whispered.

Josh stood up, offering his hand to George and pulling the smaller boy to his feet. George watched as Josh walked out, his phone in hand as he slowly dialled for emergency services.

Sighing, George pulled James' upright. With a little bit of struggle, he managed to pull James' corpse up, fitting his head into the noose before leaving him to hang. The body swung for a few seconds before stilling, and George shivered at the sight.

Josh walked back in, wrapping his arms around George from behind and leaving a kiss on his neck. His hair tickled lightly against George's skin, raising the few hairs that resided there.

"Looks realistic." He murmured, his eyes settling on James' corpse. "Just how Jake described Fraser to be."

"That was the point." George muttered, turning around in Josh's hold. He wrapped his arms around Josh's neck, caressing his cheek slowly as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Said they'd be here in a few minutes." Josh murmured against George's lips before delicately closing the gap. George smiled into the kiss, a moment so horrific, yet soft at the same time. George pulled back, his teeth grazing at Josh's lower lip, resulting in a whine from the younger boy.

James definitely didn't have a lot of fun with this one...
...but maybe Josh and George had the fun with him instead.