Barclay felt himself getting hard in Ashton's embrace, feeling the dragon's strength against him. He murmured something that sounded displeased when Ashton told him to wait. While Barclay was entirely content to show patience when it came to his brews, he wasn't when it came to his. He also knew how adamant Ashton could be, and his curiosity had been piqued. What did Ashton have to show him?
"Fine," Barclay said, drawing back. There was only a hint of petulance in his voice. "Show the way to this door."