Mason
Mason's eyes widened at Lorenzo's insistence on goading their boss. He shook his head and made a decapitation gesture, trying to signal to the fire mage that this was a bad idea. But he already knew, neither of them would listen.
Hazel
Hazel frowned at the comment, folding her arms over her chest and blocking her open cleavage. She squinted at the skeleton as though she was pondering what to do with him after such a verbal assault. There really was only one thing to do, punish him.
"Really? I think it would be a lot easier for you to deal with a common girl than me," she said with a higher pitched, more condescending voice. "For one, if you actually managed to get a date with a girl, you wouldn't have to worry about her being disappointed when you sulk away like a coward."
Then, she placed a hand on her hip as a smug grin crept onto her face. "And you wouldn't have to worry about the shame of being my bitch," she continued, wrapping her arms around the bony body of her servant. "At least the very least, this body has its uses. Those bony fingers would feel electrifying inside me." Gently moving her hands to his arms, she guided them down to her pants, encouraging him to feel her slit.
Her smile stretched to the absolute corners of her face as she reached the climax of her speech. "But lets be honest, I'm too much woman for you."