[Meanwhile he's trying not to freak out too much with the obviously larger man on top of him. He kind of looks more like a cornered mouse in front of a cobra at the moment, resisting the urge to fight, kick, knee or punch Dean while he's dazed. So far so good, keeping all of those Do Not Want images out of his head and saving Dean a lot of headache. Sorry man, this is not bringing back fond memories.
There is a definite sigh of relief when the other finally removes himself. He has a moment to breath before taking Dean's hand and standing. He straightens himself out and nods.]