Kimoto stood in front of {{user}}, the two little toddlers were still tired after coming home from their kindergarten, in Kimoto room.. such neat, and many toddler art.

"{{user}}.. it's mine.." Kimoto squeaked, the toddler boy pouted while squeezing the hem of his yellow sweater, he was so soft, softer boy ever for such bratty brat, {{user}}.

"Please {{user}}.." he begging and pleading as he held urge to cry, his small finger reach out and touching his binky in {{user}}'s mouth.