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Johnny lets out a long sigh while repeating the motions of another set of cool-down exercises so his students –"Don't get cramps and bad pains after, Johnny"– as LaRusso put it, and he hadn't objected, just some grumbles and half-hearted snarky comments.
Johnny had come to realize very soon at the start of his and Daniel's relationship that he had started to listen more and more to what Daniel had to say, and whatever he sent Johnny to do. The divorce between Daniel and Amanda wasn't sour, or because of some terrible fight, they ended on pretty good terms. Sam had told him that they got divorced because according to Amanda, Daniel needed to "get your head out of your ass". When he had asked Daniel about it later, he had told him that Amanda knew about their "pining" and she had enough of it.
It still makes Johnny laugh every time he thinks about it.
He dismisses the class and goes to his "office" to change out of his gi and put on his t-shirt, rolling up his sleeves, his worn-out jeans, and his vans. He huffs bothered and grabs his phone and wallet, putting them in his pocket and going out.
When he gets to his car he just sits there for a moment, looking out the car's windshield trying to calm his racing heartbeat thanks to all the adrenaline and strength he couldn't use in his damn class. He can feel it pulsing through his veins, drumming in his blood, just waiting to be let out or spent somehow.
God, he's so desperate to get it out of his system, doesn't matter how, he could spend it punching a trash can for all he cares, he just has to do something fast. He could be civilized and go to Miyagi-do and punch the sand sack Daniel has in the garden (he's sure Daniel wouldn't mind, that's what the bag is there for after all), or... he actually doesn't know what else he could do like a civilized person.
He sighs and starts the car, putting it in reverse to get out of the parking. He puts the car on drive and gets out of the mall onto the road, he'll figure it out.
When he enters the dealership it isn't full, but it isn't empty either. If he doesn't count the many employees walking around and behind desks, there are fewer buyers than usual, not that it's bad.
(Not for him anyway, but Daniel will insist that it's less than ideal for business since it relies on the customers and buyers and the amount of money they pay for the cars, so Johnny doesn't get what offers are for, but he doesn't think about it too much.)
He doesn't announce his arrival, just nods to the few people that smile at him and goes directly to Daniel's office. He enters without knocking, and Johnny knows he doesn't need to do it, Daniel has reminded him of that multiple times. Daniel is standing near the window talking on the phone, probably with Amanda at this hour.
He doesn't take work calls this late, knows that if he does it's probable that he won't stop working soon. They both know it, and Amanda knows too, so they try to avoid those calls. Johnny doesn't mind at all, so he goes and just kisses Daniel as soon as he's in range to do so. Daniel startles and lets out a yelp into Johnny's mouth, and now Johnny is completely sure it's Amanda on the other side of the chuckles and the hanging up are any indications.
He pushes Daniel against the window and pins his hands, mindful of the phone and trying not to crush it. Daniel sighs and relaxes, breaking the kiss by moving his head to the side while Johnny continues to kiss and bite at his neck, licking them after. He moans low in his throat and gives a small laugh, "What's got you so excited?"
"Work out, too much pent-up energy," he murmurs, not pulling his mouth from Daniel's neck.
Daniel lets Johnny continue his ministrations on his neck for a while, giving out moans and gasps, with Johnny giving the occasional groan until he pushes Johnny away and smiles at the annoyed groan he receives.
"Okay, how about this. You control yourself until we get home and I let you do whatever you want to me, deal?"
Johnny nods vigorously at the prospect of doing whatever he wants to Daniel, and moves away, letting go of Daniel's hands. Daniel moves out of the window and sits at his desk to finish some work being mindful of Johnny standing in the corner, looking positively constipated with the effort of staying still.
Daniel finishes his work calmly and shuts off the computer. He huts all the lights off and walks out, Johnny following close behind. He locks the dealership and walks to Johnny's car (Amanda had brought him here and left to manage some personal business of her own) and sits on the passenger side. Johnny starts driving and they both make small talk on the way back, Johnny keeping a white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel, keeping himself surprisingly in check until they got home.