Sanji sat there on the rock for a good while. He had recovered from the sudden sexual onslaught by finding his pants, putting them on, and lighting up a cigarette. Zoro said nothing and just sprawled out on the rock like a lazy cat on his side, occasionally watching Sanji but not with as much interest as before. Sanji could joke that it wasn't much different than when Zoro was napping on the ship, but that wasn't quite true. Zoro didn't show any indication that he really recognized Sanji; much less that they were nakama. Zoro was still lounging even as Sanji redressed, so it wasn't as though he was being made to stay there. If this was the supposed demon Zoro had turned into, then he was pretty tame after a 'meal'.
"Well you don't seem hungry anymore," Sanji commented after the long space of silence. Those odd bat ears perked and opened slightly as Sanji spoke and he decided they were still really weird. The whole thing was weird. Zoro said he would turn into a demon, but turning into a tiger-bat was not really what Sanji was expecting. Zoro's eyes were on him, but not in the constant glare that was usually in place. Sanji was having one hell of a time adjusting to the striped patterns all over his face. The fur was mostly black with stripes green, but also some grays, where there was normally white on a tiger. His green hair had grown down his face and neck, giving him an impressive tiger mane. His face was still mostly human except for that feline nose.
Sanji leaned his elbow against his knee as he sat and propped his chin in his palm, sighing out a breath of smoke. "Aren't you supposed to be turning human now?"
Zoro didn't even seem to register the question. He got distracted by scratching behind one of the ear wings and it looked like a good scratch too because his eyes closed and his neck stretched out. Even the ear wing stretched out.
"Alright fine, don't talk to me." Sanji squashed the finished cigarette into the rock and observed Zoro a moment more in the day light. The sun was already threatening to hide behind the tree line so there wouldn't be much light to travel by in a bit. What wounds he'd seen at first glance on Zoro seemed to have healed themselves within a few minutes. Perhaps getting into a fight in the woods drained Zoro past his limit. There were imperfections in the fur pattern where his scar from Mihawk was. The paws hanging out of the pants legs where his feet should have been had scar rings where the idiot had nearly cut off his own ankles. Sanji made note of them, to assure himself this WAS Zoro and not some impersonator. The slight jingle of the earrings were also somewhat of a comfort.
Sanji finally slid off the rock when Zoro was done with his scratching. "It's going to be dark in about an hour. We should get back to the Merry and call off the search party," Sanji told him. Zoro just yawned, showing off those sharp teeth and then curled up on the rock. "Oi." He snapped his fingers and the ear wings opened at the sound. "Come on. I'm sure Chopper will find something to get your head on straight." Zoro didn't get up though, he just turned his head away from Sanji, as though he was going to ignore him. Anger gripped Sanji and he chewed on his cigarette a moment before he walked over to Zoro and promptly kicked his fuzzy ass as hard as he could.
A startled yowl erupted from Zoro and he landed on all four feet several yards away. Just because Zoro was a demon did not mean he got away with ignoring Sanji. Zoro turned a proper glare on Sanji and a low growl rumbled out of him, baring his sharp teeth. His wings and ears were poised wide open.
Sanji scoffed. "I will kick you back to the ship if I have to." At least Zoro seemed a little more like himself when he was angry. Sanji could handle an angry Zoro, even if he was a demon. Zoro circled him, easily maneuvering on all four limbs since his back legs seems more suited to it now. It was so odd not to see Zoro draw his swords on him. The tips of the hilts dragged on the ground but it didn't seem to phase the demon. Sanji turned as Zoro circled in, keeping his eye on him. He was aware that Zoro was stronger, but he was sloppy as a demon. He'd observed it with the fight with the wolf-ram. It was a sad thing to say he could see where Zoro was going to pounce him from. It was easy to dodge and then return the attack by bringing the heel of his shoe down on his back with a satisfying thud.
"You're pretty pathetic as a demon," Sanji teased and hopped back before one of those hands could grab his leg. Oddly enough, Zoro curled his limbs to the ground under him and snarled at him instead of coming after him again. His tail lashed about in the foliage and he fixated on Sanji with his nose all scrunched up to bare his teeth. If it wasn't such a tense moment, Sanji probably would have found the hackles of Zoro's mane and tail fluffing up very amusing. Zoro watched him, this time on guard and he waited so long in that spot that Sanji put his hands on his waist, relaxing ever so slightly because Zoro didn't move except for that swishing tail and the occasional blink of the eyes. Maybe Zoro wasn't feeling the time constraint that Sanji was. The sky was turning a dusty red before Sanji decided to take a couple experimental steps forward, which only made Zoro tense up more and hiss, like he was going to pounce. So he tried a few steps back so maybe Zoro would follow him back to the Merry, but even with his back turned, Zoro didn't move.
"What's with you?" Sanji asked. Zoro didn't just cower in one spot waiting for an attack. Waiting this long seemed like a non-verbal forfeit, which was never the case. He didn't believe he'd kicked him hard enough to seriously hurt him. Sanji stepped closer, carefully this time because he wasn't exactly sure what was going through Zoro's head. But he was getting the sense that this was not so much a squabble between crew-mates as it felt like a predator watching his prey. But even that didn't feel completely right.
Sanji leaned in, just far enough to put Zoro on edge and to his surprise, the wings on his back unfurled with a slap of leather and he leaped. But he didn't leap at Sanji, he leapt over. Sanji turned to defend himself, but the next moment his breath was knocked out of him and he was on his back with a heavy tiger-bat on top of him. A large, strong hand was pressed into his throat and Sanji shoved at it with his own hands, trying to make enough room for himself to breathe. Zoro crouched on his legs, pinning him there with added claws digging into his thighs. Zoro was heavy; not the usual weight of a man because Sanji had kicked the asshole before and he never felt quite so solid. He felt like he was being slowly crushed just by his weight. Sanji stared up at Zoro, who looked absolutely possessed by some wild beast. His ear wings were flared to their fullest, eyes contracted to thin slits, and he let out a bone rattling tiger's roar right in Sanji's face.
Sanji would never admit that any amount of Zoro's yelling would ever scare him, but for that long moment, Sanji was petrified that Zoro would kill him and he wouldn't think twice on it. The struggle left Sanji and he stared up at Zoro. He could feel his heart thudding against his ribs and soon enough drumming in his ears. When he actually tried to breath again the hand still wouldn't allow air to his lungs. He squirmed and a breathless sound left him. It was an agonizing moment but then the pressure was released and he gasped for breath but other than that, Sanji laid there quietly to recover. Zoro seemed to relax with Sanji's submission, watching him intensely. Sanji hated himself for trembling but damn it, he did not want to be killed by Zoro, especially when he wasn't in his right mind.
Zoro climbed off of Sanji after several tense moments and Sanji felt his thighs tingle as blood finally started flowing again. He rubbed his throat and took several careful breaths, sure there would be bruises there later with how painful it was to breath. Zoro took several strides away for some space but Sanji didn't move to get up; his body still wouldn't allow it. Even when he told himself to stop trembling it only made it harder to stop. Though maybe it wasn't just fear but a startling realization that this wasn't the Zoro he knew. They couldn't hope to contain him on the Going Merry; he'd tear the ship apart if he wanted to. He'd given Zoro energy but he wasn't showing any signs of being himself. Leaving to go get the others didn't guarantee Zoro would be in the same area when they returned. For several minutes, Sanji just didn't know what he should do.
The sky turned violet before Zoro leaned over him again, looking curiously at him. It took a moment to register that maybe Zoro was concerned he'd actually killed him. He didn't come on threatening this time in any case. Sanji's body had steadied by that time and seeing Zoro's face just annoyed him. "What the hell am I supposed to do with you?" His voice came out a little hoarse and gummed up. Zoro seemed pleased with his verbal response and nudged his nose against Sanji's cheek, making a strange chuffing noise. Sanji was not ready for this odd switch in behaviors and it could be mistaken as affectionate if he hadn't just nearly been killed by the demon. Sanji shoved the striped face away with a hand. "What, you trying to apologize for nearly strangling me? I'm not forgiving you, stupid tiger-bat."
Zoro disagreed because he invited himself to curl up next to Sanji, slipped his arm around his middle, and pulled Sanji against him before burying his nose against Sanji's neck. The rest of Zoro's body curled against him and Sanji was very tense for several moments. His skin warmed and his heart was thudding against his ribs. He could handle fights really well, but Zoro curling up to him, even as a demon, felt very hard to deal with. Zoro had never been affectionate towards him. The only times they really touched was when they were fighting. Kissing was another thing completely; short, limited contact and never lingering.
Sanji counted 20 of his own heartbeats before he realized Zoro was not intending to back off. His body relaxed on its own and he was tucked close with Zoro's limbs with the content chuffing noise being pressed into his neck. Sanji knew he should pull away because Zoro would never do this normally. Logic also reminded him that he was between a demon's claws; so to speak. One that had just been pissed off at him minutes ago. Though, Zoro was very warm and any previous embraces Sanji had in the past were long ago and vague memories.
Sanji shifted enough to be comfortable, such as folding his arm under his head to use as a pillow. "Don't get used to this or anything," Sanji said, his voice thankfully steady. "I'm still mad at you. And this is a one time thing." Sanji's skin tingled as Zoro left a faux kiss on his neck and he really did try to not enjoy it too much.
I drew sketches of some of cambion!Zoro while writing this but this site is not kind with links. I do have a post on my tumblr in more detail. just search 'in your dreams' in tags and you should be able to find it.
And on a side note, on the little bit of lore I did read up on cambion, they're supposed to be heavier than a normal person and may have trouble riding a horse. But I also took this to mean that they'd be more densely muscled because they're supposed to be super attractive. I think that applies to Zoro in any case.