Damian watched his host approach. He was pretty certain he knew what was going to happen, but that was why he was here after all. Play. He locked eyes with Crowley as he swiped the batter from his cheek with a finger, but instead of flicking it back at Crowley he stuck his finger in his mouth.
He drew the moment out before his finger emerged from between his lips. "Delicious. I want some more."
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