<div class="floatright">(https://indulgeme.ie/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/Louise-OReilly-Milk.jpg)</div><em>Oh, this guy was good.</em>Mateo Lucas clearly knew what he wanted. Nissa also had a feeling he had hardly ever missed the mark when he squared something – or someone – up in his sights.<br/><br/>So when he stepped closer, she crossed her arms over her chest in an unconscious defensive move. But also because he intrigued her and that was something she did when thinking. Projects don’t go well when the parties involved don’t get along. The chemistry of personalities has to be there. Everything could look beautiful on paper for a choir, but if the tones of the voices don’t match up, there won’t be any symphony.<br/><br/>Mateo Lucas might be wearing an impeccably-cut suite, but he would have had to earn those cufflinks somehow. No one racked up points like those by losing every match they went into.<br/><br/>The screen lit up and the lights in the room automatically dimmed as Nissa’s attention was drawn to the smartscreen. Mateo began the meat of his presentation – the game. Empty Abyss. Her eyes scanned each piece of concept art as it came up and then immediately went to her lightning rod – Becky. She could read that women so well that even the slightest turn of her lips would let Nissa know how she was feeling on this game.<br/><br/>And if Becky wasn’t in, neither was she.<br/><br/>Through it, though, she also kept her eyes sweeping back to Mateo. Taking in his stance, his tone of voice, the way he gestured to the screen, or swiped through the presentation. She had the feeling he was a man of many levels. Taking down that corporate wall he’d built around himself would only be the beginning of discovering his capabilities.<br/><br/>Nissa licked her lips slightly as he paced – no prowled – around the table. His energy was changing. The vibe was getting more exciting now that the man behind that mask was becoming more engaged. She made no move to stop him, gave no hint of interruptions or soft sound to whatever she was feeling with the conceptualized game. She let him speak, and listened, took in every piece of information she could as he described the Lifelost Valley, and the idea behind the game play with the fog. He was already invested, and she had the feeling it wouldn’t matter if Naughty Otter was on board or not. The quality would suffer in this game if they didn’t sign – but it would still get made.<br/><br/>The man circled behind her then, out of her view, and she let him. Not turning her eyes to track his movements, she glanced again at Becky before he came around her and went towards the head of the table to grasp one of the chairs. Nissa met his gaze, met the challenge in it when he proposed that people wanted more out of games, but continued to still simply listen.<br/><br/>The man talked about sex, and then said the few words she could react to. That Naughty Otter could make it possible in this game. Sex, the way he wanted it. As a lifestyle within the game play, not as an afterthought.<br/><br/>Mateo sat down then. And instead of addressing the man who had just put the presentation on in the room, Nissa turned towards her partner. Her eyes immediately went to Becky, and an eyebrow lifted. It was the only portion of her expression that changed. She did grasp the ends of her elbows though, pulling her arms just a little bit more together and squeezing her tits in that small space. “You know Naughty Otter’s technical capabilities and our staff’s talent better than anyone, Becky…” She said softly.<br/><br/>“Is that true? If we signed on…” She took a small step forward then. More of just a shift of her weight from one foot to the next. “…If we agreed… Does Naughty Otter have the capabilities and talent depth to pull that off?”