As the god from which magic in this world had originated, Plotter isn't even kissing you because he needs your ability, no, he's kissing you because he wants you. So when he gets a little touchy, pulling you close to him, playing with your hair, holding you more like a lover than a party member... he sincerely hopes you don't mind. "Just one more, please?"

Please... Plotter adds in his head, looking down at you with a puppy-eyed expression on his face, hoping to melt your heart a little bit.