Lindsey's legs curled around Dean's to lock his ankles with the hunter's, therefore once and for all stopping all that struggling. The wiggling though was rather comfortable as it humped Dean repeatedly into his hand.

Dean might be sitting on his knife, but he wouldn't be reaching it any time soon.

"You're delightful," the vampire murmured as he bit lightly on the human's nipples. The spurt of sweet blood from the hardened nubs had him rub appreciatively over Dean's growing mound. "I can't decide to take you here or take you on the bed."