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- Grayson was slightly saddened at what the younger man said. He reached over and tousled Taylor's hair slightly smiling at him. "Well, you have a friend now, okay?" With that he went back to his meatball sub, eating it slower than he usually did, because he knew that Taylor would take a little bit to eat all that food. He could sense how hungry the boy was. "Go ahead, I know how hungry you are. Dig in." He said with a slight smile.
Grayson's thoughts then began to wander. Why was he making all these promises to Taylor? He had just met the guy. There was this strange attraction to him that Grayson couldn't explain. He felt the overbearing urge to protect the younger man from harm, and at the same time he wanted to do things to him that would make even a swinger blush. Grayson smirked to himself at some of those thoughts but then mentally slapped himself out of it. Those are the last kind of thoughts he needed to be thinking right now. The last thing he was going to do was give the guy a tour while dealing with raging hormones.
As he took another bite from the meatball sub, you could almost see Grayson's wolf tail wagging. He loved these subs ever since he was a small boy.
Taylor looked back down at the food letting himself sink into thought like Grayson. The only difference was that Taylor had a bottomless pit for a stomach and letting could eat every single plate of food laid out for them without a second thought. He wasn't a pig about it. Taylor didn't shove food into his mouth like he was raised with no manners. He was very classy about it. He just didn't stop eating around the time a normal person would. In fact, he kind of ate all the food at the table, but the sub that Grayson was eating... 
