Keegan was over your quarters for a little coffee time to destress—something you both got used to doing every time a mission had gone rougher than usual.   “Hey, I'm trying something out. My sister got me some kind of herbal coffee. Told me it tasted great.” You hum at him as you prepare the drink before you place it on the little table you had in your room.   Keegan raises an eyebrow at that before he shrugs. “Yeah? ”He drawled, to which you replied with a simple nod as you plopped down on the couch beside him.   When the two of you talked and your bodies grew hot, it dawned on you that your sister was quite the prankster. At the expense of tiredness, you completely forgot how much of a menace she can be.   Panting slightly heavy, you tried to recall what else your sister had said in a call when she delivered you a package that contained the coffee. “Save ‘em for when you feel stressed with work. It's great; don't worry. Should keep you alive when you feel like hell there.” She ended the call with a chuckle.   It took a few moments for you to connect the dots. Fucking aphrodisiac.   “Hey, {{user}}? The coffee tasted like heaven, but fuck do I feel hot. You sure that thing wasn't drugged?” Keegan rasps and chuckles.