8:00am 12/31/11

The sun is just starting to rise on this cold December morning. As the sun lifts from the edge of the city, its beams fall upon the face of a sleeping blonde girl. The light cascades across her face reflecting the beauty of the sleeping girl.

The way the sun dances across her face makes me wonder, if the sun is battling with her to see which of them is the most breathtaking. I may be biased, and don't get me wrong I love the sun and the warmth it provides, but there is nothing and no one in this world more breathtaking then my Brittany, the love of my life. I know I am still in high school, I have not lived long enough to declare someone the love of my life, I hear this all the time from my mom; but she is wrong. I know Brittany is my soul mate, my other half, my better half.

From the moment I sang "Landslide" to Brittany I realized how much she means to me, how my world would shatter without her. Hell, it did shatter for a while there when she dismissed me for Artie, but that is all in the past now. Here she lies, in my bed on the morning of the last day of the year.

What a year we had. 2011 has been epic; epic revelations, epic heartache, epic love, epic public outings (seriously a commercial, talk about being ripped from your closet and thrown into the street naked), epic elections, an epic win, an epic loss, and then an epic return to the New Directions. Okay, so maybe some of these don't qualify as epic, but to me they were the moments that shaped my 2011, and it was about to end soon.

2012 here comes Brittana! It just sounds so good to say, to think, and to feel! This coming year is going to be amazing! I cannot wait for Brittany to wake up so we can spend our last day of 2011 together, it is going to be a busy one.

With my family at the resort for the holiday Brittany and I have the house to ourselves, which means I can make breakfast in just my black lacey panties.

Santana leaves the bedroom after kissing her sleeping lover on the forehead and strolls downstairs to make an amazing breakfast for them.

Hmm…. What to make. Let's see. I know my BrittBritt loves eggs, yummy fresh strawberries gots to have some of them. I got it, French toast topped with a fresh strawberry sauce, syrup, and powdered sugar; a little orange juice to drink and some bacon on the side. Wait, I am so topless, bacon grease hitting these sweet ass twins of mine would hurt like a mother fucka, so we will not be getting our bacon munchin on. There we go a little bit of breakfast ham, that's always yummy, although sausage goes well with syrup. Nah, sausage has a tendency to get greasy potentially splattering and then we are back at the whole grease burn issue, ham it is.

Santana busies herself downstairs; preparing what she would consider to be an epic breakfast to start off their epic day, which marks the ending of their epic year. While in the kitchen someone begins to stir upstairs.

Mmm… what is that smell? Well, hello Mr. Sun, how are you? I'm still kinda sleepy but you sure are making it difficult to keep my eyes closed the way you are dancing your little sun beams across my face. It's so bright and sunny today; it must be like 70 degrees out there.

Excited at her assumption, and missing the frost around the edges of Santana's bedroom window, Brittany flings the bedroom window open to greet the sunny day.

Brrr…. It's freezing out there; I really need to learn how to read a calendar so I know how cold it is going to be outside.

With her nipples so hard she could cut glass, Brittany begins to rub her chest for warmth. She picks a hoodie out of Santana's closet and slips it on.

A hoodie and panties, damn I look hot, I should so wear this to school one day. I know it would drive San wild. Speaking of San, I think it is time to get my cuddle on.

Brittany turns towards the luxurious queen sized bed she had just left to find it empty.

Hmm… where did she go? Was she already up? She never gets up before me, no way, she hates mornings and it is only 8:30. San getting up before 8:30am, on a Saturday: when hell freezes over. Of course it is really cold outside, and San did commonly refer to Lima as hell. Oh no!

Just then the bedroom door swung open and in walked Santana with a large tray of breakfast deliciousness. Santana smirks at her stunning girlfriend, wondering how it is possible for her to look so beautiful! She stands there simply staring at the blue-eyed bombshell, silently thanking God for allowing her to be with one of his angels. Long, lean legs leading up to those hot red panties and then comes her perfectly toned abs…

Wait a minute, something is wrong here. "BrittBritt, you are suppose to still be in bed and umm… topless!"

"Sorry San, I ran to the window to greet this sunny day…"

"and froze your nipples hard, BrittBritt we really need to help ya figure out this whole calendar thing!"

"That's exactly what I thought, San."

"Okay, well into bed with you and off with that adorable yet obstructive hoodie!"

Brittany complies with Santana's request as she typically did when it involved food and nakedness. Snuggled up in the bed, surrounded by pillows and the warmth of the comforter, Brittany awaited her treat for being such a good listener. Santana approached Brittany with the tray of deliciousness. Brittney could not believe her eyes, she knew Santana had mad skills but she had no idea that those skills expanded into the culinary arena.

"I have prepared for you the Brittana 2011 New Years Eve special! First is two slices of perfectly cooked French toast. On top of the French toast is a special strawberry sauce I created for you, its color reminds me of your red lips and its taste reminds me of how sweet your lady kisses are. There is also a little bit of powdered sugar and some syrup, while this is a sweet breakfast it comes nowhere near the sweetness you bring into my life every day. On the side is a little bit of ham to cut through the sweetness and provide you something a little more savory. You know, little how I like to savor every minute I get to spend with you!"

"You are the most precious thing. Look how sweet and soft you can be, I love you so much, San!"

"I love you too BrittBritt, only you can make me all corny like this."

The two girls snuggle in close and begin to enjoy their delicious breakfast. They talk and smile and laugh as they discuss random things while eating their breakfast. Brittany has always been an amazing conversationalist because she could just talk about nothing or make nothing into something effortlessly. The conversation drifted from unicorns, to rainbows, to ducks, to Lord Tubbington. Santana sat back and giggled at her adorable bubbly girlfriend.

"Oh no Brit…. You gots a little bit of syrup on your belly."

"Oh….. oops… I don't even know how that got there. Maybe my belly button got hungry."

Before Brittany could wipe away the syrup with the napkin she had in her hand, Santana was in action.

"Let me get that for ya babe."

Santana lowered her head and slowly licked the syrup from Brittany's rock hard abs. The syrup had been gone for a while but Santana just kept teasing Brittany's belly with her tongue.

"Oh no San…. You have a little bit of strawberry sauce on your cheek" of course I dripped it there but that is not the point. "Here let me get that for you, sweetie."

Without really moving her body position, Brittany bent herself and gently kissed at the strawberry sauce she had dripped on Santana's cheek. The motion of Brittany's kisses tickled her girlfriend's cheek sending tingles throughout Santana's body. And thus began a very sticky and erotic food fight.

Most of the food had already been devoured but there was plenty of strawberry sauce and syrup on the plate to fuel this food fight. Santana ran her hand across the plate and then across Brittany's chest, covering her pale skin with red and brown. The syrup and strawberry sauce ran down Brittany's breast and began to drip ever so slightly onto her panties. Santana gave a devilish smile at the mess she had just created, that she would then have the privilege to clean off. Since Brittany did not make any sudden motions for the plate Santana thought she had gotten away with it. She sat back and slowly licked her fingers clean, flicking her tongue every time she reached the tip of her fingers. Brittany could feel the passion burning inside her but knew if she reacted too soon she would be the one getting hot and bothered leaving Santana to be the only one with the power to seduce.

Brittany waited for Santana to go to work. Santana started at the top of her chest slowly and gently licking away the syrup and strawberry sauce from the area above Brittany's breast. Brittany waited. The beautiful brunette then moved to Brittany's breast, teasing the blonde as she seductively removed the comingling syrup and sauce. Brittany thrusts her hips upward, she knows Santana is winning this battle, it is now or never. The blonde reaches over, hands shaking with pleasure and grabs a hold of the plate. Santana is so involved with her teasing of the delectable blonde that she does not realize the plate is hovering above her back. Brittany brushes Santana's hair aside and pours the remaining syrup and sauce onto Santana's back.

Santana thrusts into Brittany arching her back. The syrup and sauce had gone cold, very cold. While Santana was distracted and bewildered, Brittany slipped from under her and sat on top of her girlfriend's perfectly toned ass. Now it was Britt's turn to have a little fun and drive Santana wild. Brittany lowered her mouth breathing hot breathes onto the cold syrup and sauce running down Santana's back. This action sent earth shattering chills throughout the brunette's perfect body. Seeing the arousing effect she was having on her girlfriend, the blonde decided to turn up the heat. She used just the tip of her tongue and slowly began to lapping at the pools of syrup and sauce on Santana's back. Santana was moaning with delight, she could feel her body respond in all the right ways to what Brittany was doing. It was magical. She was so turned on by the feel of her girlfriend's tongue against her back that she did not feel the girl's hand slip under her hips and into her panties until…

"OH my god… you are so incredible! When did…. Uhh…. How did… ohh!"

Santana could not go down this easily, not without a fight at least, but it felt so good how could she move and get to Brittany without ruining the intense pleasure she was feeling right then and there!

KNOCK, KNOCK

It turns out Santana did not have to worry about ruining the pleasure, something else was about to do it for her.

KNOCK, KNOCK

It was such a forceful knock; it had to be an emergency.

"oh shit, I swear to god if this is not important I am going to go all Lima heights on whoever is knocking on that door."