[He's easily pliable, moving as directed. But-- requests? He's never been outright asked like this what he wants.]

[...]

Uhm... c-could you...

[Suddenly bashful? Well, what's asking isn't bashful at all. While it's unintentional, the scent of his rose-tinted pheromones grows stronger as he speaks up.]

...could you hold my arms behind my back and pull my hair? H-Hard enough to lift me off the ground while you fuck me?