Soren was listening, but he'd noticed the look that Sable had given them when he'd started to nibble. He kept things up, one of his hands moving underneath Cass' shirt to play at his back while his lips ghosted over the older man's earlobe.
"All things equal," he murmured. "We'll all communicate and play it by ear, but you're wearing too many clothes." He tugged impatiently at Cass' shirt, trying to get the hem of it over his head. While he did so, he turned to Sable to catch her lips in a kiss, smiling a little.