Their connection was simple at first, at least that’s how it appeared to most everyone on set as the two stars met that day but with a casual handshake, Timothée Chalamet and Austin Butler’s chemistry was anything but simple. “Dude, I saw Elvis like 4 times; it was incredible, you were incredible!” Timothée gushed a bit, giving Austin a glimpse of the goofy, awkward side of him he’d seen in interviews. “Wow, thanks, man. That means a lot coming from you” “What? No way, you’ve been around a lot longer than I have. I remember seeing you on Zoey 101!” Timmy admitted, making Austin laugh as the crew of Dune 2 moved around them like busy ants on a hill.

“Yeah that feels like 100 years ago now haha. You were so great in this first movie, I’m gonna have to step it up in our scenes” Austin pointed out, practically making Chalmaet blush as he ran a hand through his hair like a nervous habit he wasn’t even aware of. “Shit, I’m gonna have to step it up. This is my first sequel…it can be hard to get sequels right, ya know” “Yeah, that’s true” Austin agreed, somehow calmer than the mega-famous lead as they prepared to get into hair and makeup.

“Hey, where are you staying while we’re shooting?” Chalamet asked. “A hotel actually; it’s about 30 minutes from here” “What? Seriously? Why don’t you just stay with me? I’m renting a condo and it’s got way more room than I need” “No, I couldn’t cramp your style or anything. I appreciate the offer though” Austin politely turned down. “If anything I could cramp your style! It’s not a problem, I swear; I’ve got a whole other bedroom you can have” “Are you sure? Like 100% sure?” “Hell yeah, man! It’s totally fine” “Alright, thanks haha. That’d be great” the gorgeous blonde finally accepted just before they were called away to get set up for their first respective scenes.

That evening Timothée woke up in his room just as the sun was setting, realizing he’d fallen asleep while watching a video on his phone. “Shit, what time is it?” he asked as his curls dangled in his face before being pushed away. He sat up and his white-socked feet landed on the carpet so he could stretch one good time before heading down to the kitchen. His steps made virtually no sound as he made his way down the hall of the second floor so when he heard Austin talking in the other room, he couldn’t help but pick up on what he was saying. He didn’t wanna eavesdrop on his guest, assuming it was a phone call to his girlfriend or something but before Chalamet could start down the stairs, Austin’s conversation proved too intriguing to ignore.

Timothée quietly retraced his steps until he was back near the closed bedroom door and he could hear Austin better, “...you really wanna suck my toes, huh? They’re so buttery right now…I was in a pair of thick leather boots for most of the day and I just took my socks off” Austin explained with a light, teasing laugh and Timmy put his hand over his mouth to muffle his shocked reaction. “You wanna see both feet? I don’t know if you can handle both of them…” Austin warned before the sound of his other heel landing on the desk told Chalamet he’d propped both bare feet up now. “If you’re gonna worship my feet you better do a good job…they deserve the best” Austin pointed out with a smooth, sexy voice. Timothée thought about walking away, fearful of what would happen if he was caught listening but it was too captivating to pull himself away.

“How do they smell? Hmm, let’s see…” Butler wondered like he was taking the time to get a whiff for himself. “They actually smell pretty good right now…a little ripe maybe but I’m sure you’d love it. What? You wanna know how my socks smell too? Hold on a second…” Austin added to whoever he was talking to before getting up and plopping back into the chair, “Mhmm…they smell like I’ve been sweating in them all day, stronger than my feet right now since they’ve been airing out” Austin explained after a few audible sniffs and Chalamet continued not being able to believe his ears, dying to know who he was talking to. “I know you wish you were here licking up my soles right now…tasting every wrinkle against your tongue…maybe I’d end up letting you suck a few of these perfect toes if I was in the mood, I know that’s your favorite” Austin teased with supreme confidence, unknowingly keeping his host on the hook until a sudden creak in the floor risked giving him away.

Timothée practically ran down the stairs and heard the door open by the time he was on the first floor, his heart pounding with adrenaline. He’d only just met Austin, how the hell would he explain spying on him after inviting him to stay there? They still had a whole movie to shoot! But after a few minutes the door closed back and Chalamet tasted sweet relief, finally able to eat his dinner in peace without fear of being exposed.

Austin didn’t come down for another couple hours once night had really fallen outside, going to the kitchen to grab a beer before finding Timothée in the living room watching TV. “Whatcha watching?” “There’s a new Beavis and Butt-Head movie out; it’s fucking hilarious” Chalamet assured with a big smile like he hadn’t stopped laughing. “Oh yeah? I haven’t seen that show in a long time” Austin added as he sat down on the other end of the couch and propped his feet up on the coffee table, pulling Timmy’s attention now that he’d heard him talk about them so sensually. The fellow heartthrob cursed internally upon seeing the black crew socks on Austin’s feet, surprising himself at how disappointed he was that they weren't bare.

“Oh my God haha, who comes up with this stuff? They have these people down pat” Austin laughed at a joke Timmy hadn’t even paid attention to. “I know right? They just roast people nonstop” Chalamet agreed as he found himself returning to stare at the socked feet, subtly watching them rub against each other and the toes flex every now and then as curiosity ate away at him. Were they really as great as he said? He needed to get those socks off somehow. “Was that a frozen pizza I saw in the freezer?” Austin asked. “Oh yeah, it’s all yours” “Thanks, I’m starving. I think I forgot to eat earlier” he admitted as he got up to turn the oven on.

“Hey, I’m uhh, I’m doing some laundry in a minute if you need anything washed” Timothée announced without even looking in his direction, too anxious for eye contact. “Really? Actually, I could probably throw a couple things in there” Austin answered before going up the stairs and returning with a shirt and a pair of gym shorts. “Thanks, I’ll just put them over here” “Cool” Chalamet answered and did his best to get a look at his feet, hoping his socks had been deemed dirty enough to make the load but no, they were still snuggly on his feet.

Austin returned to the couch once his pizza was in the oven and this time sat on one of his legs folded under him so the other draped down to the floor. Timothée was bummed he didn’t return to the same position as before but this time he began to pick up on the notes of sweat he’d heard Austin gloat about earlier, the cheesy smell drifting up to Chalamet’s nose and intensifying his interest. He’d almost forgotten about the laundry he’d lied about preparing to do after a few minutes and sprang up to avoid suspicion. He wasn’t even into feet, at least he didn’t think, but damn if he wasn’t dying to get a good look at Austin’s. He knew some guys to be a bit foot shy, especially around new people and maybe Butler checked that box but if Timothée was gonna satiate his own personal mystery then maybe a direct approach was the only way to go.

Once he made it to the kitchen, he bent down and ripped off his right Nike sock before doing the same with the left until his own supple pink soles were standing on the linoleum floor. “Hey, you need those socks washed? I’m throwing mine in just so I don’t run out” Timothée proposed a bit clumsily as if he needed to explain why he took his off. “Yeah that’s probably a good idea, thanks” Austin agreed and casually peeled both of them off with just his thumbs before tossing them to Timothée who was almost too frazzled to catch them with the basket. Austin turned his attention back to the TV and Chalamet took the longest glance at the bare feet he could without tipping him off before starting toward the laundry room. They were just as picturesque as he’d imagined.

Timothée’s gaze ping-ponged between the TV and Austin’s feet for the rest of the movie, confusingly mesmerized by the silky soles and how admittedly flawless they were. Sat crossed at the ankle, he speculated the pair to be around an 11, slightly wider than his own and shaped like they’d been contoured by master brush strokes. Now that he’d seen them for himself he began to understand why whoever had been enjoying them earlier couldn’t get enough. “This pizza is amazing! Who knew they made frozen ones this good” Austin praised. “Right? I get them all the time” Chalamet agreed and grabbed another beer but stopped himself, deciding to make a mixed drink instead. “Hey, you want a drink?” “What are you making?” “It’s my specialty” “Yeah, sure” Austin answered and before long they had both downed three of the ‘specialties’.

Batman Forever was on TNT and provided more background noise than actual entertainment during the boys’ deep conversation, getting to know each other the way that a few drinks are known to facilitate. “You’re on fire right now, dude! Is it weird to just blow up like that after being around for years?” Chalamet asked. “Yeah it’s surreal for sure but I think the fact that I’m a little older when it happened helped. I don’t have to tell you that though, shit, you’re Timothée Chalamet! You’re the biggest star on the planet” Austin pointed out, much looser now than before. “Nah, man it’s crazy. I just try to go with the flow and keep my head down; it’s easy to get caught up in all the hype” Timmy admitted, his usual shyness dulled by the alcohol by now.

He was happy to keep talking about whatever but with Chris O’Donnell showing his feet off on the TV and Austin’s still taunting him from the coffee table, Timothée couldn’t stand not asking the only real question he wanted answered. “You mind if I ask a kind of personal question? If you don’t wanna answer, that’s totally cool, I’m just curious” Chalamet proposed with liquid courage guiding his words. “For sure, shoot” “Ok, so what was going on in your room earlier? I was walking by and heard you talking to somebody but it wasn’t just any kind of talking…” Timothée explained, watching Austin realize that he hadn’t been as quiet as he thought. “Shit, you heard that?” “Yeah…I wasn’t trying to listen in or anything but it just kind of happened” Timmy tried to assure while Austin gathered his words and pulled his feet back to rest on the carpet, like having them on display had a new weight now.

“It’s uhh…it’s kind of my dirty little secret. Nobody knows about it…well you do now I guess” Austin informed as Timothée grew more squirrely with anticipation, unable to tell if his guest was mad or just embarrassed. “Fuck alright, so before I got Elvis I met this guy at a club one night. I think he thought I was an escort or something because he was trying to take me home with him and handing me wads of cash. I set him straight but I was wearing these loafers without any socks and he offered me 5 grand on the spot to show him my feet” “No shit? Did you do it?” “I was a few drinks in and my girlfriend had left with her friend so I figured what the hell and took my shoes off to show him; I thought the dude was gonna cop a boner right there in front of me” Austin explained with a laugh, aware how the story sounded. “I got the money and left but he ended up finding out who I was and contacted me; that’s where it really started.”

“What do you mean?” “...I guess you could say it’s kind of like phone sex but with Zoom. He pays me $1000 a minute to show my feet off for him on these live videos” Austin confessed, explaining what Timmy had heard. “Holy shit…that’s crazy! $1000 a minute?” “Yep. The guy’s loaded; I don’t know how and I don’t ask but his deposits come through every time no problem” Butler concluded with Chalamet still in boyish awe. “Wait, but you just got your breakout role…you should be getting paid a lot better than before. Why keep doing it?” he asked and Austin took another moment like he was thinking, this answer not as straightforward as the previous one.

“I mean it started out as a way to make good money between roles but now, I don’t know…I think part of me kind of likes it” Austin admitted with a look back up at Timothée. “For real?” “Yeah, it’s weird. I didn’t expect to but over time I guess it grew on me…the whole foot tease thing” the 31 year old explained with raw honesty, looking down at his own naked toes like he still couldn’t quite believe it. “I mean shit, I’m not really a foot guy but they are pretty nice…just saying” Timothée confessed before his brain could make sure he wanted to say it. “Haha thanks, yours too” Austin answered but Chalamet wasn’t sure if he was just saying that or really meant it.

“Well since we’re being honest…I wasn’t really gonna do laundry tonight. I just wanted to get you to take your socks off” Chalamet admitted, looking at Austin like he knew it was ridiculous. “Haha what?” “I know, I know but after hearing you talk about them in your room I figured they must be the hottest feet ever so I wanted to see for myself. I hope that’s not too weird or anything” Timothée explained with his usual animated facial expressions. “I mean you could’ve just asked…” Austin answered with a humored smile and lifted his feet off the floor like he was gonna put them back on the coffee table but no, they landed on the cushion between the two of them with Austin now sitting to face Chalamet.

“Damn haha…I guess I need to Venmo you know” a surprised Timothée joked. “Well you are letting me stay here so I guess we’re even” Austin played along, watching the younger actor admire his golden tops for almost a minute before stretching out his legs and putting them in his lap. “Go ahead and touch em’ if you want” Austin offered like a shock to Timothée’s system, one he didn’t quite know how to navigate. “Shit, dude…I don’t uhh…I just wanted to see if they were as nice as you said they were” Chalamet fumbled over his words and Butler pulled his feet back. “Sorry, I thought you wanted a better look” Austin added like he’d crossed a line or something but failed to notice the look of conflicted longing on Timothée’s slim face once they were out of reach.

Butler looked like he’d moved on from the subject and was prepared to watch Batman take on The Riddler and Two Face until Chalamet put his own bare feet on the same middle cushion. “So what about mine? You think I could make some extra money on the side?” he asked like he wasn’t sure what else to do but it was enough to draw Austin back. “Don’t steal my gig, man” Austin teased and Timmy laughed at the idea but the stunning blonde took the bare feet in his lap, surprising his host again. “Hmm…well your soles are smooth and your toes are long but not weirdly long…and the way they all line up against each other is nice…Pierce really likes it when the balls and heels are a bit pinker than the arch so you have that going for you too” Austin explained after a few fingers got a feel for the velvet sole while Timothée sat back like he didn’t know what to say before Austin started rubbing his right foot a little, flooring Chalamet. “Yep, nice and soft…you could totally have a side hustle if you wanted, not that you need it but yeah, they’re great” Austin approved.

“Wow, dude…haha thanks. I’ve never heard that beforeeOAhaohaWoaoH!” Timmy nearly came out of his seat as Austin ran a few fingers along the middle of the same foot. “Ticklish too huh?” “Yeah haha, super fucking ticklish” “That’s a big plus too…Pierce likes me to roleplay sometimes like he’s tickling mine. It’s kind of cringey sometimes but not always” Austin explained as he casually let one leg pull out from under the famous feet and then sat it across both ankles so they were locked between his thighs. “What are you doing…?” Timothée asked with sudden concern but Austin didn’t answer, instead looking back at him with a new mischievous grin. “No! Dude, come on! Don’t tickle meEHAoahaohAohAohaOhA!!” Chalamet floundered at the other end of the couch with wild, bubbly laughter before burying his face in his hands to hide his reaction.

Austin’s fingers scratched all over the narrow soles like his only goal was to get Timothée going and he quickly learned how little effort that took. “OoHHohSShHiIiTAohaoahNNOOnNoOOH!! aohAsSSTThOhOOOpPP!” Chalamet howled as he gripped the cushion and side of the couch but his guest didn’t back off, keeping a firm hold of the ankles while he scribbled in every direction on the pristine feet. He loved watching Timmy’s pale toes wiggle and crunch through the tickling and especially got a kick out of every squeal that snuck out between Chalamet’s unhinged laughter, only stopping after close to five minutes once his host was good and disheveled.

Austin’s legs separated and Timothée yanked back his feet to avoid anymore tickling, “Yep, you’re super fucking ticklish” Butler teased while Timmy laughed out the lingering giggles and put his feet on the floor. “Well what about you? Huh?” “What about me?” “You’re ticklish too I bet” Timothée pointed out as if to distract from his own severe sensitivity. “Now that you might have to pay me to find out” Austin answered with a slick smile but Chalamet wasn’t letting him off the hook, suddenly reaching over and grabbing one of Austin’s ankles to secure it in a headlock before he could fight back.

“Shit! Hey! Timothée doOoHaohAOhAaoohAOa” erupted out of Austin with just as much charm as everything else he did. “Yeah! Not funny now is it??” Chalamet taunted while clawing down the satin sole as ruthlessly as he could. Austin jerked and squirmed into the corner of the couch after knocking the pillow down and tried reaching up at Chalamet but couldn’t focus long enough to do any good, “AhOAOokkOokKK!! AohAohAAohAUUnNnCCLlLLEE!” Austin surrendered through his own marathon of laughter, wrecked by the steady nails and Timothée’s spirited enthusiasm. But the only thing that ended up derailing the attack was Austin’s other foot finally shoving him off, making Chalamet land on the floor between the couch and the coffee table. “Fuck haha…I guess I was right” Timmy bragged but before he could get off the floor, Austin sat across his lower back to straddle him and keep him on his stomach.

“Hey! I thought we were even!” “You thought wrong” was all Butler said as he corralled both of Timothée’s bare feet in his arm and went to town with his free hand. “FFuUuhUUHCCkkKAHoAHoHA oOhOAHOMMYYYGGGooODDAHoAHAOhAA!! IImMmSSOOoRrRRYY!!” Chalamet tried to smooth over but couldn’t stop the concentrated fingers. Austin wasn’t much of a teaser like Timothée was and focused more on having his way with his new friend’s feet, particularly targeting the blush balls at this angle but it was more than enough to destroy Timmy. “AAhOOAoAHoAAUuUSSTTiIiNnnCCoOmMEEEOOoNN!!” Chalamet raged while his upper body went crazy on the floor but he soon realized his chance to return the favor.

With some real focus amongst the ticklish chaos, he managed to snag one of Austin’s nearby feet and started scribbling as much as he could to turn the tide. “OoOhoSHHiT! OAhAOhAGGEETTooFFFmMMyYFFooOTTAohaA!” Austin tried to convince as his own attack faltered but Timothée kept going, able to tickle him more now that his own laughter was dying down. “OohAohAhoahAFFuUuCckkHAohA SSTToOoOppP! AohAOHAhoADUuUDDEe!” Butler couldn’t hide how ridiculously ticklish his own feet were and Timmy loved proving he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t take it.

Austin tried to start back tickling one of Timmy’s feet but it only slowed him down, neither of them ready to yield to the other as they exploited the shared weakness, even though Timothée was a little worse off. “ahoAHAALlRRiiiGGhHTT!! AALLRRiIiGGhHTT TTRRRUuCCEE!!” Austin announced as he pulled away from the creamy sole and Chalamet abandoned his own handsome target. “Truce…” Timothée agreed as he caught his breath but he didn’t feel Austin get off him. He feared another flurry of fingers were headed for his soles and started preparing a counter attack with a firm hand on Austin’s left ankle until he felt something wet wrap around a few of his toes.

“Wha…oOoohshit…what are you doing?” Chalamet tried to ask like he suddenly had no air. “I can stop if you want” Austin offered after letting the toes slip out his mouth. “...no, don’t” Timothée rejected, unable to deny how amazing it felt and was overwhelmed by the pleasure of Austin’s lips taking his toes again. “Fuck…” was all Timmy could say as the tongue wrapped around his big toe and uncoiled a few times before sliding between his next two toes. Austin could hear light giggles from his host as he slurped on the delicious toes and imagined Timothée’s contorted face trying to control his reaction. As he finished sucking the smallest two toes and backed off for a moment he felt Chalamet’s tongue run down his right sole, taking Austin by surprise. Timmy smiled at the moan he heard in response and continued with another lick from the peach heel down the center, tasting the salty goodness hidden between each wrinkle until landing at the bubbly ends of the toes.

Austin kept a firm grip on Timmy’s ankle as he stuck his tongue out and began lapping up the edges of his foot on either side. His cute toes fanned out at the stimulation and Austin started licking back and forth along the balls and base of the toes with his tongue finessing just swift enough to still tickle Chalamet a bit. Butler could feel the breathy giggles on his foot as Timmy teased his toes with his tongue, running along the rosy ends for a while before switching feet. Austin nearly lost his hold on the ankle once Timothée started lathering his other foot, unaware that this one was more ticklish than the other but it only enticed his host more as his tongue flattened against the dreamy sole to make sure he got every bit of flavor he could.

Austin grabbed the other foot and held them together before flicking his tongue all over both upturned soles, distracting Timothée with the sudden change of pace. “OoohOoHoHSsttoHoOoPPFFuuCCkkoaoAHAOHA” Chalamet buckled with more uncontrollable laughter than minutes before and shook under Austin as he enjoyed the pale pink arches. He smiled through the licking while Timothée writhed in place with steady giggles, a sound Austin realized he could’ve kept listening to for hours but eventually stuck both big toes in his mouth to savor them like the delicacy they were.

Timothée returned to Austin’s foot that he’d been worshiping before, “Spread your toes” he instructed and Austin didn’t argue, spreading his sun-kissed toes apart so Chalamet’s tongue could snake between them. “OoOhAoSHShIITtaohaohA” Butler couldn’t help but let out with the tongue exploring his luscious toes but Timothée loved it, even wiggling a little faster to hear his deep, warm laugh grow more out of control. Not to be out-tickled, Austin’s licking along Timmy’s toes was soon accompanied by his teeth with some playful nibbling Timothée didn’t see coming.

“WWOoah! WWhAATiISSTthhaatTT?? SSTToOhOPOP!! aohAOAHAAoohaAhANNoOOOTTEeEEETTHH!!” Chalamet tried to protest but Austin held the left toes captive in his mouth and let his tongue start wiggling along the undersides at the same time. “OoHAOHOhOAFFuUCCkKaohOAANNOoAoaAH!! NnNooOOTTCCCoOOllLLAohAOHAA!” Timothée tried yanking his foot back but Austin held it with both hands to keep munching uninterrupted. Timmy may have not considered himself a foot guy but Austin wasn’t exactly uninitiated, even outside of his pricey Zoom calls. He’d done far more giving than receiving with various girls but none were as fun as Chalamet. His feet were likely just one of many ticklish spots but Austin never grew bored with them, not how sensitive they were, how amazing they looked, or even how good they tasted on his tongue.

He finally let go of that foot and proceeded to grab the other, already eying the savory toes. “NO! No more nibbling!! That tickles so fucking much!” “Oh yeah?” Austin casually challenged like he hadn’t noticed and Timothée knew he’d probably pee his pants if Austin got his mouth on his toes again. Racing to beat Austin to the punch, he took hold of the more ticklish foot at his side and started nibbling and slurping along the side as playfully vicious as he could to take back some of the control. “OoAHoAhoNnoOoO!! aohAOhAohAGGEETtooOOFfaohAOHAA!” Austin seized up with the unbearable tickling and abandoned his next move in favor of prying Chalamet from his foot.

Timothée took the opportunity to turn the tables and stood up to wrangle that same foot before his guest could protect it, locking it in his arm while Austin realized what was happening. Knowing Butler could likely overpower him again if he wasn’t careful, Chalamet let loose with wild scratches and scribbling before he was on the receiving end again. “AAhAohAohAOHAAOhFFUUUCCKKoahohaOAhNNooNo!! AOhAOHASSTTOOoP! SSTTOOoOHHOPPAhoAAA!! TTIIMMOOTTHEEAohAOhAA!! DUuDDEEPpLlLEEEAAsSEE!!” Austin fell apart worse than either of them were expecting but he was so rarely tickled that he didn’t really know how bad he was until now.

“Yeah, keep begging! That’s right!” Chalamet milked the dominance while he had it, so used to being the ticklee whenever the subject came up that he was happy to use it against somebody else for once. “IiiGGiIVEeUUupPP!! AoAhohOAHAohAJjUuSSSTsSTtToOPpPTTiIiCCkKkLLIInNnGGmMeEE!!” Austin pleaded as he writhed around on the carpet and laughed his gorgeous head off. “Say I’m the best!” “AHoAHAYYoOOuU’RREeTTHhEebBeEHeESsSTTT!!” Austin gave in without much of a fight, convincing the fingers to stop tickling but Timothée didn’t release his ankle, instead giving one final, sloppy lick up Austin’s sexy foot before letting him go.

“And that’s what happens when you start a tickle fight with me!” Timothée rubbed in his victory as if he hadn’t gotten tickled to pieces. “What was I thinking?” Austin teased from the floor with a smile of sarcasm before getting to his feet and picking up the coffee table they’d knocked over at some point. “Shit, I guess I should go to bed; it’s almost 1” Timothée pointed out. “Yeah I guess we should get at least a few hours of sleep before call time. I can wake you up when I get up if you want” Austin offered. “Yeah that’d be good. I can clean up the pizza pan since I wrecked you so hard” Timothée teased. “Yeah whatever” Austin played off with another pearly smile and headed up the stairs. Chalamet made his way to his room roughly 15 minutes later and was extra quiet to not wake Austin if he happened to already be asleep, walking by his bedroom to see the door wide open and his perfect feet peeking out from the covers, as if just for Timothée to enjoy one more time.