Well, never let it be said that Crowley was the only demon around here who could do interesting things with his tongue...

Ellie picked up the drink and took an appreciative sip, then set down the shotglass and leaned forward, lapping up the sweet stuff in one slow, delicate swipe with the tip of her tongue...apart from a small bit she deliberately missed and went back for a moment later, catching hold of Belial's hand as she closed her lips around his fingertip and carefully, deliberately sucked away the last remaining traces, her eyes half-lidded and meeting his the entire time.