The Sweet Smell of Coffee (смешанная)

Before Steve could fully convince his legs to move, there was a gentle hand on the back of his neck and his nostrils were filled with the scent of a calm beta.
“Pal, my name is James and I’m a beta. I know you’re unbonded and you have ‘bout fifteen alphas' eyes on you right now, so how about I get you out of here and take you to my house? My alpha is a really good cook and we have a room for heats - my sister comes so we can protect her. It’s yours if you want it.”
It was a testament both to Steve’s desperation and the fact that his slick glands were starting to release that he simply nodded and let the man guide him through the check-out line. Every element of his being was focused on not slicking himself in public.