Pairing: Shizuo/Izaya

Prompt: Shizuo/Izaya, love hotel (or hate hotel if you wish)

"Of all places, why did it have to be this?"
Shizuo looked around at the very pink and frilly surroundings. A massive heart-shaped bed occupied most of the room as an exercise in tacky exaggeration. Non-smoking signs made this all the more unbearable.
"We're staking out. Our target is in front of this love hotel. Now hush, I'm trying to focus here."
Izaya scooped closer to the window, binoculars already fastened to his eyes.
"What I don't understand is why I had to tag along."
"You're backup support."
Shizuo considered simply throwing him headlong through the glass.
"So what am I supposed to do in the meantime?"
"Oh, I don't know. There should be plenty of toys around, play with them if you get bored."
Izaya prattled without bothering to look away from the building across the street. Shizuo clenched his fists.
"Bastard."
"Yeah, yeah. I love you too, Shizu-chan."
To keep himself from letting the taunt get to him he moved to the opposite end of the room where he found a panel that intrigued him. Shizuo hesitated for a second but he ended up pressing one of bottoms that was on its face. The ceiling uncovered to reveal a mirror right above the bed. Shizuo pushed another and a shelf appeared on a wall. It was with some curiosity that he approached its contents. Poised on pink velvet was a vast range of instruments that was also annoyingly pink, the exact nature of some of them completely unknown to him. Shizuo picked them up one by one. A collection of dildos ranging in size, a matching set of vibrators, a pair of fluffy handcuffs, lotion, some weird clamps. But weirder than any of these was a string of spheres that became increasingly smaller at one of the ends while the other had a large ring. Shizuo picked this up as well, first from end then from the other, but both approaches proved equally fruitless. For the life of him he did not know what this apparatus was used for.
He was wondering about it when he spotted Izaya from the corner of his eye. Izaya that crouched with his back to him, oblivious of anything as he studied the movement in the opposing building. And thus unaware that Shizuo had a very good view of his round perky ass. He turned to the pink instrument in his hand. Something nebulous was forming in his mind but it was still somewhat indistinct. Shizuo often felt this way when his anger got the better out of him which tended to happen a lot.
"This isn't going anywhere."
Izaya got up and stretched as he spoke. His instinct was never wrong and it told him that his target was not going to surface. The last thing he expected to find was Shizuo holding anal beads.
"My, my, didn't know you were into that kind of thing."
"Shut up! What are these thingies for anyway?"
For a split second Izaya was sure that Shizuo was mocking him. Then it occurred to him that such a kind of humor was quite beyond him.
"You really don't know?"
"How do you expect me to know, I'm not a sicko like you. And weren't you staking or whatever it was?"
Izaya shrugged.
"It's no good. Gut feeling, it's never wrong. But you really don't know?"
It was pushing his luck but Izaya saw a lot of potential here.
"I told you already. I don't know. You're the perv, not me."
Izaya had some doubts as to that but for the time being he let it slide.
"Curious?"
Shizuo narrowed his eyes. He did not care for the predatory smile but he was not one to back down from any challenge. Especially not when it was this guy proposing it.
"Maybe."
Izaya chuckled. There was something very amusing in Shizuo's semi-reticence. Izaya was musing over it when he realized just what had to be done.
"Tell you what, I'll let you know what they're for. After all I deal with information first and foremost. But as you must be aware information always has a price."
Shizuo stomped around. He had little patience for Izaya's games.
"Whatever. I don't care that much. If you're done I'll just get going-"
"Now, now, what's the rush? The room's paid for the night anyway. Might as well make the best of it."
Izaya walked to the panel and pressed a button that produced another shelf, this one with a bright pink whip that he immediately picked up and twirled around playfully. Shizuo watched him closely.