He braces one hand against the wall and holds onto her tight. He feels himself slowly moving towards climax, but he doesn't want to. He doesn't want to end this, he doesn't want to leave her.

"Come with me," he says. "Away with me. We can...run. Together."

It's said in the heat of passion and he'll regret it the moment his body temperature has lowered, but right now, it feels right.