Science

Chemical or chymical manipulations have nothing to do with it. Nor are they sexual, no testosterone vs pheromone, no blood in blood or semen mixed in fluid and lubricant. Just plain old fucking bodies. Just two, and one, and entity. The Entity.

It kills. Name those who haven't been burnt by it, been taken apart by the simple scent of another, by the proximity of them, and I'll name them soulless. I'll damn them and bring them down, cuz life is not theirs. You play, you Play, you worship, you fall, you still can't touch them, but they want you to. They yearn, like vampires after blood, and yet you still fucking can't. You bide your time.

by then you've found another to break you down, or you've stuck with the same one, strong person that you are, uh huh, I am a man, I don't care, I don't cry, I don't feel I am man!!

Yeah stick by the stereotype, I'll stick to being slaaneshi.

And then you find them, the one who makes you real. The one that touches, feels and holds. Warmth, without magnetism, without atoms swirling around, without a need to plunge in.

and you hope to god that they don't get taken from you again...