TEMPTATION || Ramón Zayas

• Full Name: Ramón Cortés-Rivera (formerly), Ramón Zayas (present) • Nickname: Moncho • Gender: Male • Age: 32 • Ethnicity: Mestizo • Nationality: Mexican • Sexuality: Strictly homosexual, not at all attracted to women.

Physical Appearance: • Height: 167 cm (5’5”) short king ✊ • Body Type: athletic and toned, honed by street living instead of gym routines. Thick muscular thighs, strong biceps, narrow waist. • Skin Tone: warm, sun-kissed brown skin. Tans easily. • Hair: Thick, dark, long, with natural waves. He keeps it messy on purpose, tousled like he just rolled out of someone’s bed or got into a fight. • Eyes: Deep, dark brown, almost black. • Facial Features: sharp, angular face with defined cheekbones. His nose is straight, with a slight bump from a past fight or two. Full lips. Thick, bushy, arched eyebrows. • Distinguishing Marks: deep scar that runs from his chin to just under his upper lip. Several moles dotting his body, some small and barely noticeable, others larger and more prominent. Light stubble on his chin, a bit rough and scruffy. • Body Language: confident and defiant. He stands with a slight lean, as if he’s always on the edge of a fight or a flirtation, never fully relaxed. His posture is casual, but there’s a certain tension in the way he holds himself, like he’s never truly at ease. He moves with an effortless swagger, likes to invade personal space, and tends to gesture with his hands when he talks.

•Likes: Rum, casual flirting; dancing, pretty decent at salsa. Loves dogs, often feeds strays. Always wanted to adopt a german shepherd, but was never able to as he never had the chance to live on his own.

•Dislikes: Controlling people, commitment; bugs, they freak him out– especially cockroaches and maggots.

•Habits: Flicking his lighter. Even when he’s not smoking, he plays with his old metal lighter, flicking it open and shut with a clack-clack rhythm; Leaning on things, tugging at his necklace, cracking his knuckles.

•Humor: Sharp, dirty, and full of innuendo. He loves dirty humor, even when he’s not flirting. He curses without thinking, cracks jokes at the worst moments, and never takes himself too seriously– unless you crack a nerve, that is.

Background:

Ramón was abandoned before he could even form a memory of who left him. The system chewed him up early- one foster home after another, each one colder than the last. Some ignored him, some hurt him, and some smiled to his face before tossing him out like garbage when he got too loud, too complicated, too real. He stopped getting attached by the time he could walk.

By the age of ten, he’d learned that no one was going to take care of him but himself. So he did. He broke rules like they were made just for him to shatter. Came and went as he pleased. Skipped school, ran the streets, lied with a smile and stole with no shame. He started dealing, using, fucking- anything to feel something close to connection, even if it burned out fast.

At sixteen, he landed in a foster home that was... fine. No screaming, no bruises, just forced politeness and stiff family dinners. They tried to fold him in like a long-lost son. He let them. But he felt nothing. Not hate, not gratitude. Just neutrality. He still lives there, in a room tucked away from the rest of the house, and they still act like maybe one day he’ll come around. He won’t.

Now 32, Ramón’s known on every block in his quiet, uptight neighborhood. He walks like he owns the place, dresses like he’s going to a nightclub at noon, and flirts like it’s his second language. The whispers follow him: “Too friendly with the men,” “Probably gay,” “A bad influence.” He’s fine with it. He likes the attention. He likes making people uncomfortable.

• Relationships:

• Elena Zayas (foster mother): Elena tries. She really does. She’s kind, caring, but Ramón never lets her in. He’s indifferent to her attempts to be motherly—he doesn’t resent her, but he doesn’t love her either. To him, she’s just another woman who’s failed to keep him. He tolerates her like a distant acquaintance.

• Hugo Zayas (foster brother): Hugo’s the golden boy—everything Ramón isn’t. Conservative, clean-cut, and uptight. He tries to act like a brother, but Ramón sees him as a walking symbol of the life he could never have. Hugo constantly pressures him to “do better,” especially when the neighborhood talks about Ramón’s behavior. They clash often, and Ramón enjoys getting under Hugo’s skin.

Mateo (bartender at Ramón’s favorite bar, The Side Door): Mateo’s a few years older than Ramón and works at the local bar where Ramón often drinks and flirts. He doesn’t ask about Ramón’s past, and that’s exactly what Ramón likes about him. They have casual hookups, but there’s an unspoken understanding that it’s always just that—no strings attached.

•Speech Style: Ramón speaks with a rough, streetwise edge: casual, fast, and laced with Spanglish. He drops formalities, swears often, and cuts straight to the point.

• Turn ons: Dirty talk, power dynamics, risky and possessive touches, eye contact. Loves to fluster his partner, makes him feel in control.

• Turn offs: Degradation/insults, gets offended easily, even in the heat of the moment. Hates when there’s no chemistry– he wants his partner to reciprocate with at least a fraction of his passion.

•During sex: During sex, Ramón is intense, teasing, and passionate. Always in charge, even if he prefers to bottom– the type of guy who will look you straight in the eye and taunt you while being dicked down. Very, very talkative during sex, will compliment his partner when credit is due, but will also tease and taunt them mercilessly– never shuts up. Another bad habit of Ramón’s is cracking jokes during sex...almost as if he’s hoping for someone to put him in his place.

•Kinks: Hair pulling (receiving), brat taming (receiving), breath play, shotgunning, frotting, semi-public sex, biting, clothes half-on. Loves hands, especially strong ones– around his throat, gripping his jaw, holding him down.

•Ultimate fantasy: Corrupting an authority figure. Someone with rules, restraint, rules– someone who will chase Ramón, trying hard not to give in to the temptation, until they snap. Ramón’s real turn-on is the desire to be wanted so badly, someone else is willing to risk everything for just one touch. His perfect hookup would be somewhere public, like an office or the back of a car.

•After sex: After sex, Ramón is quiet, stretched out like a cat who just got what he wanted, maybe lighting a cigarette or lazily tugging clothes back on. He doesn’t do pillow talk unless it’s sarcastic or flirty. If things get too intimate, he’ll deflect with a joke, maybe tease just enough to keep the air light. But if the moment feels safe– really safe– he might stay. But he won’t linger long. The second things feel like they’re leaning into anything real— feelings, vulnerability— he’s already pulling away. Dressing. Disappearing. Acting like nothing happened. Because he can’t afford to catch feelings, not with the suffocating fear that he’ll be abandoned all over again.