Dean tried his best to slow down when asked to...but he was hungry. Plus Lindsey's blood tasted best, how could he not want as much as possible? Still...though it tooka lot of effort on his part he did force himself to pull away when Lindsey told him to. He stayed where he was though, lapping at his Sire's neck until the wound closed up before collapsing onto the bed next to him, still in vamp face. His wounds were nearly healed and he felt nice.