[Vash complies by opening his legs up nice and wide. He all but grins up at Razlo, though the expression softens when those words hit his ears. He lifts a hand, tapping at his chin a few times.]

Pin me down if you want to. Put your hands around my neck. You can bite extra hard and all that. [He hums to himself.] Just don't hit me or get too pointed with your insults. Then I'll cry and you won't have any fun.

How's that to start us off?