For those of you who don't know who ST-3V3 is, he's an Eradicon created by some lucky fanfic writer, and the concept of intelligent Vehicons blew up, with him at the forefront. Stories with ST-3V3 are mostly found on if ya'll want more on him. Enjoy!

ST-3V3, better known as Steve, hummed to himself as he walked back to the housing unit he shared with his bondmate. He thought about what his mate would think of the Primesmas gift. Steve continued humming as he entered the code to the door of his house and walked in to be greeted by his sparkmate.

"Hello, love. I brought you a gift for Primesmas. I wasn't sure what to get you, but I finally made up my mind, and I hope you like it. But if you really don't like it, we can always take it back. I would understand, it's only a small-" Steve was cut off from his rambling- a sure sign that he was nervous- by a slim black servo placed gently on his faceplate.

"Soundwave: will love Steve's gift. Steve: should show Soundwave his gift."

With that, Steve withdrew a shiny black visor from his subspace. He held the offering out to Soundwave, unsure if the former Decepticon would like it or not. "Well, I know you cracked your current visor and that you never took the time to replace it or have it fixed, so I went and bought you a new one. It's the same basic design as your old one but with a few tech upgrades that I couldn't even begin to comprehend."

Soundwave stared at the visor and then at the mech holding it out to him. That was one of the reasons that he loved Steve so much. The mech was always paying more attention to those around him than to himself, and he always knew just what Soundwave needed. He reached out an accepted the new visor, and began to unlatch the old, cracked one from his helm. As he removed it and placed it to the side, Steve gasped in awe. He never tired of seeing his sparkmate's face, and it was just as beautiful each time.

Soundwave had a delicate face for so dangerous a mech, with slanted, red-violet colored optics, and a thin, pouting mouth. He noticed Steve gawking at him, and the slightest of smiles formed on his lips.

"Steve: like Soundwave's looks?"

"Of course, Soundwave! You're the most beautiful mech I've ever seen. And you're all mine," he added shyly.

Soundwave's smile grew slightly before the mech started as he came to a sudden realization. "Soundwave: did not think to get any gift for Steve. Soundwave: cannot accept Steve's gift."

Steve's faceplates softened as he took his mate's face in his servos. "Soundwave, you gave me the greatest gift any mech ever has when you offered your spark to me. You don't have to worry about not getting me anything." With that, he brought his helm to Soundwave's to deliver a tender, loving kiss.

Soundwave's arms came up slowly to grab his mate by the waist. He pressed closer to Steve and began to rub his hips against the other mechs. When Steve began protesting, Soundwave silenced him with another kiss.

"Soundwave: can prepare for party later. Steve: desires pleasure. Soundwave: willing to give it to him."

With his worries soothed, Steve had no choice but to give in to his lover, and the next thing he knew, they were on the berth locked in a passionate embrace.

Before they lost all coherency, Steve whispered into his beloved's audio receptors. "I love you Soundwave, You've made me the happiest mech alive."

"Soundwave: loves Steve. Soundwave: is the happy mech," he replied with as much emotion as words, but Steve knew he meant it with all his spark.