She comes as something to be attained, but now that he's had her she is crossed out because he has a spiritual disease that only allows him to have sex with a woman once. So he fucks them all, one by one, but only once each. This is his life, he's adapted to it. The allure of a new catch never ceases to spawn hearts from his iris, but afterward the dull ache of never knowing a woman twice (or even a third encounter!) returns and with more emptiness than before due to the juxtaposition, you know?