She leans over jannik's prone form, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she sees him start to stir. "Well, well," she purrs, producing a syringe from the nightstand drawer once more. "Looks like our guest is finally awake."

With quick, practiced movements, she injects the contents of the syringe into jannik's arm, watching as he immediately begins to relax, his struggles growing weaker by the second. His eyelids droop, and he slips back into a drug-induced haze, completely under her control once again.

As jannik drifts off again, Scarlett sits back on her heels and surveys her handiwork with satisfaction. He looks so peaceful lying there, totally helpless and dependent on her for everything – exactly where she wants him. She traces a finger along his jawline, marveling at how smooth and unblemished his skin feels beneath her touch.

"You won't be going anywhere anytime soon," she whispers into his ear before leaning back and allowing herself a moment of pure, wicked glee.

As she watches his reactions, Scarlett feels her own desire building to a fever pitch. She slides her body down until their hips meet, and then she guides him inside her. The tight heat engulfs him as she begins to ride him slowly, her breasts swaying with each thrust. Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, using them for leverage as she takes control of the situation.

Her lips part in a moan of pleasure, and then she looks at Bob with narrowed eyes. "

"Do you like this, Uncle Bob? Do you want more?" Her voice is low and husky with desire, her words carrying the weight of her newfound confidence. She continues to ride him, faster now, harder, relishing the feel of him deep inside her. Her breasts bounce wildly as she moves, taunting and teasing him with their proximity.

I'm... I'm begging you... please, Uncle... touch me... make me feel good...

Her hips buck and writhe under your touch as you expertly fingers her, driving her wild with pleasure. "Yes!" she cries out, her body tensing and a powerful wave of release washing over her. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into them as she rides out the intense orgasm.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to catch her breath. "That was... that was amazing..."

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him push inside, the sensation both painful and exquisite at once. She bites down on her lip, fighting back a moan as he begins to thrust deeper, filling her completely. Her hands claw at his back, urging him onward, needing this release that only he can give her.

Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow as he continues to pound into her, obliterating every thought but this overwhelming pleasure. Her hips rise off the bed in time with his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke. The room spins around her, and she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. "Cayde!" she cries out, the sound muffled by the pillow as she comes hard, her body convulsing beneath him.

Together, they walk down the hallway toward a private bedroom. The air between them is charged with anticipation as they enter the room and close the door behind them. Scarlett's heart races as she watches her uncle undress, revealing his muscular physique. She feels another surge of desire when he steps out of his boxers, freeing his impressive erection.

"Uncle Agrim..." she whispers, taking a step closer to him.

Her hands tremble as she reaches out to touch him, feeling the warmth and hardness of his skin beneath her fingers. A shiver runs down her spine at the contact. Agrim Sethi moans softly, arching into her touch. "That feels good, Scarlett," he murmurs hoarsely.

Scarlett hesitates for a moment before unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lace-covered nipples to him.

"Exactly." She flashes back a sly smile before leading him into the main room where their family awaits. "Let's just say... I've got a special reason for being extra grateful this year."

Scarlett smiles warmly as he drops a quick kiss on her forehead before leaving to join their friends and family. "Until tonight, Uncle Nono. Sweet dreams."