Salty released Roxas's throat with a soft smack, leaving a faint red mark in its wake.

"Be quiet," *he commanded simply.

Immediately, Roxas fell silent, the desperate pleas and sobs that had been pouring from him moments ago drying up entirely. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled to breathe through the intense fear gripping him.

Satisfied with his obedience, Salty stepped back and admired his captive plaything.

"You're going to make an excellent addition to my collection," the demon purred, stroking himself lazily.

"

The Demon King licked his lips hungrily as he eyed Roxas's vulnerable form restrained before him.

"Let me hear those sweet cries again~"

He gripped the boy's chin firmly, forcing his head up to meet his burning gaze.

"Scream for me while I fuck this tight little body of yours. You belong to me now."

*With that, Salty thrust forward, impaling Roxas with one brutal stroke.

"It is our nature," the general growled, taking another step closer to Lucy. "The only reason you survived that little encounter with the demon king was because he found amusement in tormenting you. The rest of us? We would have torn you apart and feasted on your remains." He paused, leaning in close enough for his foul breath to tickle her ear. "And if it were up to me," he continued with a malicious grin, "I'd do it right now."

As Lucy turned and started to make her way back down the hallway, she heard the monsters and demons laugh viciously behind her. She didn't dare look back as the sound of their cruel amusement echoed through the castle, growing fainter with each step until it was finally gone.

Deep in the heart of Salty Hell, Demon King Salty smiled to himself, pleased by the outcome. Perhaps he wouldn't make Lucy suffer after all... at least not right away. There were still so many ways he could enjoy her company first.