Classic Rock One Shots

Four Until Late (Jack Bruce/Ginger Baker love triangle)

**Contains smut**   

QueenOfVodka for you! 

1966

I laid there, my chest getting cold from the open window smoking a cigarette. Jack reached over and rubbed my pink nipple making it hard again. "Do you wanna go again?" Jack asked with that sweet little Scottish accent. I took a long drag off my cigarette. "I dunno, are you hard again?" I asked Jack, reaching below the blue cover that barely covered our waistlines and grabbing his cock. He chuckled a little. I pumped him a few times just to tease him. "You do wanna fuck again." Jack said. "Maybe.." I mumbled through smoke. The rain outside was really coming down now and you could ever every drop on the old cottage roof. Goose bumps raised on my arms. "Are you cold, love?" Jack asked, wrapping me in his arms. I shook my head yes while putting my cigarette out in the ashtray next to the small bed. "I'm freezing." I muttered. "Do you want me to close the window?" Jack asked. "Uh.." I paused, thinking. "No, I like watching the rain." I replied. "Okay." Jack said simply, before curling his face in between my collar bone and my breast. Jack gripped me tightly and shut his eyes. However I couldn't imagine relaxing, or sleeping anymore. All that was on my mind was how I had been treating them.. Them being Jack and Ginger. Jack begun kissing my neck softly. He crawled on top of me slowly still kissing my neck. I reached around him and begun slowly rubbing the low of his back while he brought his lips to mine. "Jackie.." I muttered through our kiss. He stuttered quietly. "I want you.." Jack whispered before biting the lobe of my ear. "Then have me.." 

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"Doris?" I heard Ginger calling from the kitchen. "Please don't tell me we are out of milk?" Ginger added as he walked into the day room. He carried the empty white carton in his hand. "Well-" I stood up from the couch. "Does that have any in it?" I asked, pointing to the milk carton. "No." Ginger replied. "Then we don't have any." I told him, as I walked past him to go into the kitchen. "Then what am I going to put in my tea?" Ginger asked as he followed me. I shrugged my shoulders lightly. "Doris, what's gotten into you today?" Ginger asked. I turned to look at him. "Nothing, I don't suppose." I said. "No..-" Ginger put the carton down and placed his cold hand on my shoulder. "No, Dor' I know when something is wrong with you. Now, tell me what it is?" Ginger said. "It's nothing." I shortly replied. "Doris.." Ginger trailed off, giving me 'that look'. "Peter, it's really nothing." I told Ginger. "Okay, wow.. something is totally wrong with you." Ginger said, almost with a laugh. "Why?" I responded. "You used my first name." Ginger exclaimed. "Here, have my tea." Ginger said, handing me a hot mug. "Why?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. "Because I don't have any milk for it, and you look sad." I took a short sip of the black tea, "This is good tea, Ginger.." I smiled. "Thanks." He mumbled, leaning against the counter top. A few moments of silent passed before Ginger turned his head towards me. "Hey, Doris?" 'Hmhm?" I mumbled, "Will you please tell me what is bothering you?" Ginger asked. I looked at him in his eyes. "Doris, you tell me now!" Ginger demanded, starring at me. "I've been seeing someone else!" I said, beginning to shake. Ginger raised the back of his hand, I thought he was going to hit me. "No!" I shouted and tucked into myself. Ginger just stood there motionless. "Doris, how dare you?" Ginger asked, I peeked through my arms to look at him before dropping them. "I just- I don't know.." I mumbled. "You tell me now who it is!" Ginger said, putting his hand on his hip. "It's uh.." I trailed off. "Who?" Ginger said. "It's Jack." I said. Ginger looked so pissed, I had never seen him look so angry. "Jack fucking Bruce? You'd cheat on me with that Short schmuck?" Ginger yelled. "He's sweet... Don't talk about him like that." I defended Jack. "You clearly fucking love his stupid ass or you wouldn't be defending him like you are." Ginger screamed. "Stop screaming at me!" I yelled back. "Jack treats me well and when we fuck he actually cares if I finished, unlike you!" I screamed at Ginger in my defense. Ginger looked a bit disappointed. "Ginger.. I just-" I muttered. "Please.." I added. "Just quit, Doris." Ginger said, throwing his hands down. He sighed deeply. "Are pissed are you at me?" I asked. "What a stupid question, Doris. I am beyond mad at you. I'm furious and I am confused and hurt, but I am so pissed and you don't need to think for a single second that I'm not.." Ginger replied. I felt so deeply cut by my own stupidity. How could I have done this to Ginger? He had always been a good boyfriend to me and this is what I did to him? "Why don't you just call Jackie up and tell him to come get you?" Ginger suggested, "Are you kicking me out?" I asked Ginger. "I'm not saying that-" He quickly replied.  Ironically enough there was a knock on the door. I prayed it wasn't Jack, but I knew it was. "I'll get it." Ginger said with a sigh. I followed him to the door. And sure enough Jack stood there, damp from the rain. Ginger didn't say aword, he just used his fist and punched Jack in the face. I felt like a helpless women and I'll I could do was weep, and that I what I did- I stood there dumb as could be screaming with tears rolling down my cheeks, a direct result of my own foolishness. Of course, Jack being Jack he rared up his fist and punched Ginger back. "What the fuck, Mate?" Jack asked Ginger as he stepped back. "You fucked Doris!" Ginger yelled at him. "Wait, you told him?" Jack asked me. "Of course! He asked, and I cracked- Jack he knew something was up!" I replied, wiping my cheeks. We all stood there like knots on logs, what should we do? What is there to be said? Ginger can't stay angry forever and I suppose Jack and I won't have long nights together anymore... Ginger stood there, shaking his head. "I feel so fucked over by the both of you. Jack, I never trusted you, but Doris.. Doris... sweet, sweet Doris. I loved you and trusted you!" Ginger said, beginning to raise his voice. "I know! I know!" I said, running my hand through my hair. "I'm sorry okay?" - "I'm sorry to the both of you! I fucked up, okay? I just- I just love you Ginger and I really love Jack too.." I trailed off. "What do you want me to say? You want all three of us to just go hop in bed together?" Ginger asked, angrily. Jack and I looked at each other and shook our head's 'yes'. "Wait?" Ginger asked.. "Is that what you really want?" He added. "I'm not saying I want a relationship with you, Ginger, but if you and I both love the same women- I don't see why it couldn't work." Jack spoke up. Ginger paused for a long moment before beginning to slowly shake his head. "Now, listen Jackie- I don't want anything mushy to do with you. But, I'd rather have you in this relationship than loose my sweet Doris to you, so we can share." Ginger said, agreeing with our ideal. I grinned. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I said running into Ginger's arms. "I love you so much, Ginge'!" I thanked me so dearly for letting me love the both of them. Jack stood there with empty arms. "Oh, Jackie, get over here!" I said, running to his arms. I hugged Jack's short frame tightly. "I love you, Jack!" "I love you too, Doris!" Jack muttered into my ear. I pulled away from our hug. The three of us stood there in the day room. "Is this going to work with you, Ginger?" Jack asked. "Yeah, it'll work for me. Will it work for you and Doris?" Ginger asked. "It's going to work for me, is it for you Doris?" Jack said, "Yes! I've never been so happy!" I replied.. Ginger shook his head and smiled. "Can I have a kiss?" Ginger asked. "Of course!" I replied, before walking over to Ginger and cupping his face. I kissed him tightly, Ginger sucked on my lower lip. "I love you Doris." Ginger said. "I love to too, baby." I smiled, before walking over to Jack. "And, I couldn't forget about my sweet Scot'.." I trailed off, grabbing Jacks face and kissing him softly. "I love you my Doris!" Jack whispered as he cupped my face. We broke away from each and I grabbed Ginger and Jack's hand. "I love you both." 

And, just like that- we had become a happy trinity, a Menage A Trois. I had gotten my wish, to love them both.