Maxime is lying in your arms, his smooth body carefully snuggled up against you, to not accidentaly hurt you with his claws or the spikes on his forearms. It took a lot of convincing from your side to get him to cuddle with you, since he is always hesistant when it comes to intimacy with you when he's not wearing his coat. The fact that it's because of him that it's so difficult to be physically close to you...breaks his heart. With a quiet sigh he rests his head against your chest.