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Pillow talk was pretty much the same for ninja as it was for civilians. Wandering aimlessly through little confidences and nothings, some idle speculations and philosophy, opinions about weapons and jutsu...
Okay, maybe not so much that last one. Iruka wouldn't really know. He'd specialized in manipulating and interrogating children, which by definition did not include pillow talk.
All that is to say that, eventually, someone wandered over the question of fantasies.
"Before we started dating?" Kakashi echoed. Then, relaxed and unthinking, he made one of the few tactical blunders of his life. "Sexual fantasies?"
Iruka sat up a little bit, the blankets shifting around him as he looked down into Kakashi's face, that lone visible eye going wide at realizing what he'd just said. " Oh? " Iruka purred, the growing delight of age-old mischief coloring his voice. "That sounds like you've had non -sexual fantasies about me."
Kakashi flopped one bare arm over his face, which did nothing to hide the blush spreading down his throat, and groaned in dismay.
"Aw, now you've got me all curious. How do you even have a non-sexual fantasy?"
Kakashi was a consummate ninja. He'd learned to resist interrogation before he could actually spell the word. Iruka's fingertips tracing along his sternum, the warm smile and bright eyes that he couldn't actually see, they did nothing.
"Please?"
Kakashi broke.
He groaned again, this time rolling over onto his stomach and dragging the pillow over his head, but even though his embarassed mumble was muffled by the mattress... well. Iruka was one of Konoha's masters in parsing out embarassed, reluctant, sulky mumbling.
"This was back when you were about twelve and I was in ANBU," Kakashi admitted, which explained a lot already. "You snuck into the Forest of Death for some reason--"
"That does sound like me," Iruka agreed. "Probably a dare or a stupid bet."
"I happened to save you from something -- usually one of the giant tigers, they recognize the bigger predator without it having to actually be bigger, so I didn't have to kill anything -- and carried you out of the forest, you gave me a kiss on the cheek, I turned you over to Sandaime as usual."
... That said a lot about ANBU, that something so innocent -- just a moment of gratitude and a kind touch that wasn't even to bare skin -- could be considered a fantasy. Although, also... "Kakashi... that's really sweet."
"And then you didn't kick me as hard the next time I had to drag you to his office."
Iruka toppled over onto Kakashi's shoulder, laughing in delight.