Couldn't help it. [Though his laughter's tapered off, he's still obviously amused by the way things turned out.] But... no hair-pulling, got it.

[A pause, as Yuuri looks thoughtful.] I don't think I'd mind if you pulled my hair, if I... you know... [The musing tone trails off into something more bashful by the end of it. It's still a process, figuring out the things he likes, and Yuuri's suddenly struck with a sense of relief that Victor's the one helping him along.]